Children are only a smidge less surprised by the first snow than the young critters born during the summer.
And while the critters are trying to figure out how to get fed and warm in this new world, the children are looking out the window with all the excitement of any momentous occasion (even Christmas morning) wrapped up in multiple endorphins and big whoops of excitement. “Hey! It snowed!!!”
Some kids never grow out of it. Maybe ♥ grownups♥ in other houses look outside and groan at the state of the driveway, thinking shovel, or they realize that they will have to scrape the windshield before they drive to work, but in this house we look out the window and give whoops of “Hey, SNOW” just as we always have, from year one.
Getting to the point, I never grow up about snow. I am looking out the window today … and, as the snipped weather report for this region describes above, we are having the first newsworthy snow of our coming winter. And I hurried up as soon as I saw it out the window and got on my tall boots and my parka and went outside to scuff around in it. I fed “my” birds extra seeds. What was fun was that I saw on the tree stumps the marks of the feathered folk having walked around to see if “she” had been out yet. They do wait for me, and call from the tree tops when they see me coming with my green tote full of yummies. I try to call back. They are tolerant. After all, I am clearly a buddy. I saw where my special chipmunk had checked out his special fence post near the shed under which he lives. He knows I will put a little chippie snack on that post as I pass it every day. And he knows he had better get to it before the squirrels do.
I’ve been trying to give everyone out there an equal opportunity to get fed. Certain stumps are fenced in with offset layers of welded wire– the top is also fenced off. The birds can get in but the squirrels can not. Neither can the wild turkeys. I have it weighed down with heavy pipes. Nearby there are “free” stumps on which there are plenty of seeds available to squirrels and wild turkeys. I also have a place which is free for squirrels but not to the wild turkeys. And I have a large stump that I put plenty of stuff on just for the wild turkeys who hang out in the neighbor’s more overgrown woods. I am happy if the smaller nibblers steal from the wild turkeys because those big birds are so thorough when they come through. EVERYTHING is scratched up and gone through like a vacuum cleaner.
Who really cares? Well, I could mention maybe several hundred various beings, feathered and furred who do, and so therefore I care. We have a regular morning meeting that we both look forward to. And we are all of us just, “like, WOWEE! “about the snow. Spoken like a nowadays kid, I know. But that is what snow does to me.
* CREDITS: Thanks to the following web person for offering his snowflakes to a “good home.” They’ll be loved here. http://www.kobo-design.com/?p=19