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As a child, snow is awesome! You get to sled in it, drink hot cocoa, and build forts! As an adult, not quite so amazing. Trekking a grocery cart through 3 inches of snow with the freezing rain whipping in your face, strategically layer every article of clothing based on the wind chill, or having to wait 20 minutes in line for a good cup of coffee is just insanely ridiculous. There is brown snow, yellow snow, (even pink snow on the image below) but very rarely the idyllic white puffy snow and unicorns that we all believed in as children. And of course there is shoveling, salt, and having to add an additional 20 minutes of drive time onto every trip, hoping there are nothing but experienced drivers out on the roads which is too often not the case.

I do love this fort though, these kids are so excited! It looks like they just hollowed out part of the snowbank to create this full underground home. I notice that they aren't wearing any gloves, must have been toasty! School closed today FOR SURE! Don't you ever just want to go back ? 

Snow Fort. Mid West, 1963.

This looks like such a fun day! Lovely smiles. I only wish that they had this image to remember it. How many of our days would we chose not to remember without photographs to remind us? I wonder how their lives worked out for them, here we are 52 years later. 

Here is another slide I found from this family driving through the snow, after the storm. He obviously let his kids out of the car for this shot - mom decided to stay inside to keep warm. Probably didn't want to get her stockings wet. 

I see a family so full of dreams. What roads did they travel down? I wonder how many of them got to their destinations. 

Snow Storm. Mid West, 1963.

I will admit though, that there is something special and beautiful about the snow that I can relate to. I love being able to grab a cup of something warm, and cuddle up with that special person (or hobby) and look at it from a distance. As much as I like to think I hate it, I don't think I could live without it.