All the posts I see on Facebook about cold weather and snow have me thinking of the winters we had when I was growing up in Iowa. We always seemed to have a lot of snow, but for a little guy a little snow can be remembered as a lot.
I tried to find pictures of myself playing in the snow and couldn’t find any. However, I found some great ones of my older sister, so she is the star of this post.I really like this picture. My Mom titled this picture “There is snow on my swing set – I want to swing”.
My sister was about three years old when this picture. She looks so cute standing there trying to figure out why she can’t swing.
My sister looks so cute with her red scarf and mittens.
Of course, a nice snow also means that it is time to build a snowman. Here is my sister with a snowman that she helped build.
Maybe we should call it a snowgirl instead. The nice headscarf really gives it a feminine look.
I also really like the red mitten that looks like it is hanging in mid-air.
Luckily our school was only a few blocks away at that time. We didn’t have too far to walk in the snow.
A couple years later we had to walk a bit further. In winter we had to walk to school unless the temperatures were below 10 degrees. Then we got to take the city bus.
I may have to take a better look to see if I can find some pictures of me in the snow. I am sure that some were taken.
What is your favorite snow memory?