Saturday morning I walked into a fairy tale.
I have lived in Southern California all my life. Sun and surf are old friends, rain a passing acquaintance. Snow, however, lived only in books, movies, and legends. Remember in grade school making snowflakes out of paper? You fold the paper up a bunch of different ways and make little cuts with scissors. When you open the paper up – voila! – a snowflake. Would you believe, as a child I thought snowflakes really were that big? Such is the madness of a child who has never experience snow firsthand.
I have, once or twice, walked through snow. I remember my parents taking me to Big Bear on the first day of spring one year. There was snow on the ground, but the warm sun was making sure it did not stay there for long. We got to play a little bit with the icy stuff and thought that was really something. And once as an adult, I drove through an area of Mt Shasta where it had snowed the night before. Pretty, but it was “out there” beyond the warmth and safety of the car, so it seemed like I was once again seeing snow in a movie. I have never seen snow actually fall from the sky in my entire life.
But Saturday morning it happened. I was sitting in the den when my fiance called to me from the living room. I walked out and there it was! Little fluffy puffs floating through the sky, falling gently to the ground. The trees had already started to gather some of it for themselves in their branches. And everywhere, it was white. Beautiful, peaceful, and magical. The flakes seemed to dance like fairies in the sky before they came to rest on the ground and on the trees.
My fiance and I quickly bundled up and went outside. We took picture after picture. At times I would just stand in awe at the beauty of it. I felt like I was in a storybook. Somehow I had been transported to a world of fantasy and magic. The flakes swirled and danced around me in a symphony of sparkling white. The flakes are so light, you can’t even feel them as they gently kiss your shoulders or your hair. It’s amazing how the tiny crystalline drops of light can create such an exquisite landscape, bit by bit, tiny drop by tiny drop. Slowly lingering on the trees and fields, creating a soft blanket of crystal light as they embrace the earth with their beauty. It is truly miraculous.