Winter Wonderland, Texas-Style

We had a historical snowfall yesterday - most snow ever in a single day in the Dallas/ Fort Worth area.  I grew up in New York and have seen much more than this, but I've only seen something close to this snowfall once in the 30 years I've lived here in Texas.  We often have snow-less winters here.  But this was a beautiful day, especially since I could stay in and enjoy the Ansel Adam-esque scenes in my own back yard.

 

  

  

The two rosemary bushes on either side of my sidewalk became so laden with snow, they caved in over each other across the entryway to my front door.  If the snow doesn't melt by this afternoon, I'll have to rescue them.  Until then, I'll just enjoy the view...

I miss the winters of my youth... but, of course, I wasn't in charge of shoveling the walkways and the driveway. I remember those winters wistfully, when we built snowmen and snowdogs (!), went sledding down the big hill behind my parents' house, or ice skated on the ice formed over the little swampy area at the end of the neighborhood!  It was fun for my siblings and I - probably not so much for my mother who took care of all those layers of snowy, wet jackets and sweaters and scarves and hats and mittens and socks.  But I do remember warming up in front of the fireplace with homemade donuts and cider afterwards...  That's the good thing about memories:  they can stay just as homey as we want them to be!