Saturday, December 26, 2009

Snow is actually kind of cold

I took this picture immediately before eating it

It has been snowing in tiny coastal St Andrews. Not just some lame squidgy amount of snow. As in proper snowman-making, waking up to a brand new shiny white world every morning, sledging, snowball fighting kind of weather. This is the life. It has also inspired the following short play:


A Play in One Part, starring Holly and Rasim

Me: "But it's all warm and fluffy! And yummy. SNOWW!"
Rasim: "Okay, disregarding the fact that you just admitted that you eat snow, let me set you straight on the part about snow being warm and fluffy. Holly, snow occurs when clouds FREEZE. Snow is FROZEN WATER. That means it is COLD. As in, FREEZING COLD."
Me: "But - but - but it's so awesome! And it was totally in Calvin and Hobbes cartoons all the time, and they had LOADS of fun in it. Ergo, snow wins. And is warm."
Rasim: "Is Calvin and Hobbes your only childhood exposure to snow?"
Me: "Ummm..."
Rasim: "QED I am more likely to be right than you. Snow is cold."
Me: "Like ice cream!"
Rasim: "You are a loser."


I stand by my opinion. Snow is awesome, and NOT. COLD. During Revision Week I was thinking of trying my hand at making that kind of candy Laura Ingalls Wilder made in Little House in the Big Woods (I loved those books probably only a little less than most mothers love their children): they take warm maple syrup outside and poor it directly on the snow, and it solidifies right quick. Lo and behold, you have a piece of frozen maple syrup for the eating. Sounds awesome, and pretty darned easy what with all this potential syrup-freezing snow right outside my window.

I've got to admit, though, that while snow can be pretty fluffy and not absolutely ice-your-face-off freezing to begin with, it does in fact begin to get rather chilly after a while. Walking around in it for upwards of two hours can have negative effects on your toes being alive, as I discovered while out photographing St Andrews in its festive snowy blanket. Which is clearly a sign from Aeolus the weather god that you've got to stop indoors and have a hot chocolate. Sorted.

Some snowy pictures to chill you in your seats:

Looks like a swell day for a swim!

My house is behind that fence.  Another 5 feet and I totally would've been snowed in!

Fancy a picnic? I have snow pie, snow cake, snow casserole, snow potatoes.... what? you don't eat snow? This picnic is OVER.

St Andrews Castle from the pier

Snowy dunes

The badlands, looking across the Kinnessburn toward town

1 comment:

  1. Just make sure it's clean. Wouldn't want to be eating something that already went through someone else's system.

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