Yesterday, the road was filled with whirling white puffs of snow that slowed down the traffic on all the roads early in the morning. Then, thick flakes fell down mid-morning and the Minnesota groans were audible everywhere I went. The first snow falls take a while to get used to even when you grow up here. There’s beauty in winter but it’s the slippery spots that cause the heart flutters and white knuckles.
I actually hold back on the coffee drinking before trips during the winter because I don’t know how long the traffic jams will take during the winter. There’s been too many times of running and unbuttoning at the same time once I’ve reached my destination. Those times when your parents tell you to go to the bathroom before you leave when your a child that return when your an adult. Take your parents advice when your older too.
Well, I did follow the wise words of my parents a few times as I ran errands later in the evening. I picked up my husband and the falling flakes prompted me to go look for winter boots. My “fashion” boots aren’t going to cut the winters here. Because I want to take short winter walks, I opted for ugly and warm. I don’t want wet socks or frozen toes. I needed hard core, winter slush stomping footwear.
My husband received a new pair of long underwear and new pants to go with them. The secret to looking warm and not having a care in the world is long underwear and rechargeable heated clothing. If you pass anyone that doesn’t look bothered by the snow, then you know they have heat packs in their gloves and shoes. Fleece and flannel lined clothing also comes in handy up north.
By the time we were home, the ground was covered with light, sparkling glitter. The light white blanket was the kind you see in holiday movies. I had to pause and admire the blue moonlight shining down over the fluff. It was so weightless, that I added a few kicks with my feet to watch it puff and swirl as I walked to the front door.
I looked over at my husband and thought about a walk in the moonlight, holding mittened hands, after our first real snowfall. Then, my stomach growled and I realized hunger came first. But I’m going to add this thought later into my week. I purchased those boots for a reason, and it’s to cross off another Christmas date – a walk together in the snow.
Maybe the Dates of Christmas are more about making writing prompts real. Romance shouldn’t just live on the page. Sometimes as an author, you need to create it. Let those kinds of writing prompts live as you go about your week. Let met me know if take a walk in the snow.
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