This is my first ToT post; please
curb* contain your enthusiasm.
Three things I like about winter having arrived.
- The opportunity to wear my handknits (duh). I have been exulting in unpacking all my Woolly Wonders™ from their zip-locked prisons. A cowl or scarf every day! Warm socks! Fingerless gloves FTW! Not to mention sweaters and hats and mufflers (not quite cold enough for those last two yet, but soon).
- The beauty of the wintery landscape. Years ago I realized that the woodsy, rural landscape where I live is even more beautiful in its winter whiteness than its green summertime glory. I am not alone in this; Gary Paulsen, in Winterdance: The Fine Magic of Running the Iditarod (one of my favorite books of all time), talks about the beauty of the winter landscape in the north with far more eloquence than I can muster. (I tried to look up the exact quote, but apparently I gave away my copy of the book to Elder Son’s best friend a few years back.)
- The delight in driving an AWD car. Back in 1983 we bought a house on a hill in south Minneapolis. Parking in front of the house meant parking uphill, a difficult situation from which to pull out onto the street after the snows come, and the alley behind the house was uphill both ways. (Yeah, I know that is a cliché, but it really was.) By the time winter came we had replaced my vintage rear-wheel-drive Toyota with a used 4WD Subaru station wagon, I adored being able to get anywhere I wanted to go without
having to ask for helpgetting stuck, not to mention being able to pull others out of snowbanks. A few years later I got a brand spanking new 4WD Subaru station wagon, red like its predecessor, and the fun continued. In 1998 I bought an Izusu minivan with only front-wheel drive; what was I thinking? It had trouble getting up our driveway hill here in WI in winter, and our sons cursed having to push it every morning so I could drive them to school. Eventually Smokey and Younger Son found me a used AWD Volvo and the fun resumed. And now my Nissan will get to strut its stuff for the first time. (You can review our mega-fleet here. Yes, cars have played an important part of our life; such is marriage to a car collector and mechanic.)
* I never understood the liking for Larry David.