Reflections on Winter in the SE

So here it is right smack dab in the middle of winter in the Southeast. My first winter here in the Southeast after moving here from the Midwest. Outside of my house last year at this time, I had 6 inches of snow.

I am used to snow and winter living most of my life in the Midwest with a very short stint in Denver. While there was not snow on the ground all winter long, there was generally enough snow to enjoy walking in it. There is something magical about a day right after a snow fall. It is it so quiet....all the sounds are muffled.....and there is a purity to a freshly fallen snow; covering all of the winter imperfections. Granted it isn't long before animal tracks cover the snow and the snow will take on a dingy hue. But for that brief magical moment, the snow cloaks the world in a beautiful cover.

Here in the Southeast, more specifically the greater Atlanta area, snow is a rarity. So rare, that I am told that even with a hint of possible snow, everyone runs to the store for milk and bread so they will not have to go out in the snow.

Even though I have yet to pull out my winter coat, I miss winter.