I had a really good excuse why my Dad’s birthday card was late last week. Seven inches of snow fell in Nashville, Tennessee. No mail ran, certainly no schools were open, a lot of businesses closed, no movement period out of my neighborhood, and we definitely didn’t try to navigate down our ski slope driveway. Some areas got a little more or less, but overall, Middle TN was a blanket of snow. Basically, the whole town came to a standstill and for good reason. We rarely see this. Yes, we get the occasionally inch or two in the winter, but this amount of snow only comes once a decade, so my local weather man said.
While it certainly made travel a challenge, it gave us some amazing scenes. As a Southern girl, this is a sight for me that is never tiring. I can imagine if you’re from up North and you see so much snow for so many days of the years, it can be a little much. I guess it’s like anything in life-too much of a good thing is not good. But when it doesn’t come that often to your own landscape and when a view that you look at everyday is completely transformed, it’s magical and renewing. Looking at the fields, the open areas, the woods–you see it with all new eyes. There’s beauty in ever sliver of nature-depending on how you look at it and when it’s covered in a blanket of snow, still and peaceful, it brings me a much needed brightness to the grey winter. A winter makeover.
I can’t believe that was just 10 days ago. Just yesterday, the temperature was over 70 degrees, and we had the windows open. But we appreciated the snow and enjoyed it while it lasted, knowing full well that we may not see this again for another decade. The snow was the common thread for our town and our community that day and the several days after. Not just because we were all in the same boat as far as getting around was concerned, but that we were all doing the same things. The photos on social media all looked the same–families and friends enjoying this rarity–playing, building snowmen, sledding. No matter who you were, what part of town you live in, what you did for a living. We had common ground….peaceful, snow-covered, once-a-decade, beautiful ground.