The first snow

You're very welcome. It's a special and unique moment every year. Like an old friend coming to call after a long absence. Always more thrilling when it arrives after dark, the cones of flakes lit underneath the street lights. The backyard floods shining  the way. 

Last year, with time off due to covid, I got some projects done around my house. One job was to improve the outdoor lighting around the place. It's awesome. My yard now lights up like Fenway Park at night. 

I've had several very bizarre and inexplicable out of body experiences in my life (no drugs involved).  I was a spectator. The first occurred when I was a teenager. I was sitting on top of the rail fence on a snowbound evening. Just getting covered with the heavy fall because that's we like to doo. There was a streetlight very near by. It was the old style... narrow half moon shade with a yellow lamp. 

The cone of light was flush with flakes. The night was silent and muted, there were no cars or any sounds except that of the wind and the falling snow. I had the world to myself.  And then it happened. Charlie Brown and Linus strolled, arm and arm, underneath that streetlight. They were in full three dimensional human form and in color. He was sucking his thumb, his blanket was draped over his shoulder. Charlie Brown was leading the way. They disappeared into the darkness almost as quickly as they arrived. Shivers ran down my spine "What the hell did I just see?" 

That freakish moment left an indelible burn. Every year, to this day, when the white comes at night I can still those two kids walking through the snow.

Wow Joe, beautifully said and wonderfully shared. I too have lived my entire life in the snowbelt. The first snow of the season still brings me the samewonder and delight. You and Doo640 have captured it so well!! Could not have said it any better.