December 10, 2018. Madison, Mississippi. Snow.

The snow looks beautiful in the pictures but Ken and I are delighted to be living in Jackson where we get no snow. Every few years the snow comes but not very often, generally every ten years. Today and yesterday we watched the heavy snow falling in Roanoke and the rest of the mid Atlantic. 300,000 people are without power. Liverpool had only an inch of snow which is nothing for them. And Hamilton had just a dusting. Even though we had cold weather, we were happy to have no snow. Our temperatures in Jackson for December are about ten degrees cooler than average. Everyone is complaining. Of course, no one owns gloves or hats so they are always chilly outside. They do all wear boots. They never take them off. On Saturday night, I wore my candy cane rubber boots, which I took off at the yacht club and I wore the little brown shoes I carried in a bag, just like any good Canadian lady. Every every girl and lady wore boots which they wore all night. Most people have no warm coats either. So they wait until the weather gets warmer before they really get warm. We used to love snow. At the farm we always took a walk. That was the time when we knew how many turkeys we had. Most of the time the clever turkeys stay hidden but after a new snow fall, we could see their tracks, which were everywhere. Going for a walk in Parry Sound in the winter was wonderful because of the crunch with every step. The snow was dry. In Toronto the snow was damp and had no crunch. Our family went skiing. The other night while watching a ski race, Ken wept silently. because he knew he would never be able to ski again. He was an excellent skier. I talked about all the places in the world where we had gone skiing with the boys. Happy memories. But at our age we are delighted to be away from snow and ice. But we remember fondly all the times we enjoyed playing in the snow. We still love the pictures on TV, sitting in our cosy home watching the snow come down. And we smile.