First Snow Experience

First Snow!

Today you, Mia, experienced the first snowfall of your life and it's one of those things that simply must be recorded. You looked on as your Father and I took turns to make snow zombies on the wall of our garage top terrace...

So the snow cam a'fallin from them there skies and we mortals below revelled in the excitement of this relatively rare precipitation. People are moaning because they hate it. People are joyous because they love it. Either way, snow gets a reaction. It's innocence is joyfully besmirched across the pavements, parks and roads. Who doesn't want to trample their way through virgin snow? 

Now, as a child I had an experience with snow that I've never forgotten and have, indeed, committed to memory. My siblings and I were out in the garden making a snowman. For whatever reason, a rift occurred and I left our party of three to pursue my own snow white accomplishment. Who needed snowmen? They were sooooo ice age. I was in the s/now, the here and s/now and had something else in mind.

An elephant. I guess being called 'Nelly the Elephant' whilst I was younger had entered my psyche good and proppa! So I stuck snow to the wall in the shape of an elephant. It was amazing. Snowmen? Nomen more like! And today I felt the urge again, for the first time in twenty years, to stick snow to a wall...

And so it goes...

Johny and Mia looked on from the comfort of our warm cosy lounge whilst I pratted about with snow and food colouring. Literally having the best time! 

Zombie owl takes shape... For those of you up for trying this, be warned that food colouring makes the snow very hard to work with!









Johny then took his turn and added the mystical monkey to our family tree...

Unbeknownst to us until this point, our neighbours had been observing our snowy escapade. Yep it's official, we're more interesting than daytime t.v. Doesn't take much though eh?!

 For a while it did look like a hanging man with a VERY inappropriate appendage...

 Ahhhhh, the monkey complete, the dance danced, and all is right with the world.

 The little birdie representing Mia. I am the owl, Johny is, of course, the monkey. And I accidentally made what looked like a bird out of snow, which John spotted and finished off with the colours and a few touches. Mia's little birdie, coming to life through the symbiosis of her parents and their love for one another and her. Fly little Mia, we will always be here to catch you if you fall, and to marvel in your greatness as you soar.

So little Miso, this was your first snowfall. The world was crisp and clear and you bathed us in your light and love as you do every day.