Christmas 2007: Remembering the perfect snow

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No snow in the forcast for this Chistmas Eve, so today The Vinman harkens back to 2002 when we got a perfect white blanket overnight early Christmas day.

The Vibe: Christmas Morning

The gift from nature that makes Christmas complete arrived Christmas Eve,  just as children everywhere hoped for, ready for opening at the time of one’s choice. Stay up late for a glimpse of Santa (and never catch him delivering gifts) and you might have seen it. But wake early and it was already there.

No unwrapping, no cost to sender, no safety warning labels and no assembly required. The white blanket has no size or color problems, and there will be no waiting in line to return this gift. Much as we’d like to take it back on other days, snow on Christmas Eve is always welcome and everyone wantes to keep it.

Hasn’t happened like this, with such perfect timing in years…can’t remember the last time.

It’s just light enough now to see the keys on my laptop. I’ve been watching the snowfall for almost two hours now, lounging on the futon in our converted porch-sunroom looking out on a lawn with 22 trees — each branch hosting a at least an inch of snow…..more if sturdier. The only tire tracks in the four-inches over the dirt are from the newspaper delivery guy who brought a paper I could care less about this morning.  Having made it yesterday, it’s the last thing I am concerned with today.

Still the snow falls…….none on the ground yesterday — grey and colorless it was. Today, every bit of color around contrasts greatly with the overlay of bright clean perfect white everywhere. The red pickup truck across the street, the blue and red newspaper tubes and even the two for sale signs on the house down the street look like paintings on a wall of white…planned, centered and hung for maximum visual pleasure.

But the masterpiece of the view is now the colorful decorative lights adorning the houses and trees along the street. Just dark enough for the lights to be the dominant glow revealing colors like the Northern Lights and nebula in the sky. Only two birds have been seen awake so far……a circling hawk looking for early prey above the trees across the street and by the lake and a “Big Ass Crow” as Sheila and I call them — the bullies of the neighborhood and ready to go anywhere they damn well please.

And just now — as I type, I hear an odd call sounding like a squirrel. But turning, I see it is a big red-headed woodpecker just a few feet away stopping by my feeder with food especially for her. She calls to her mate, quickly shifting her head from side to side to catch a view of him arriving to let him know she’s there — over and over — but there appears to be no response. So she dashes down to the lower branch and then quickly to the feeder for a Christmas morning meal of suet made just for her. And in the time it took to write that graph, she’s done and gone.

But other birds must we waking now as it approaches exactly 9 a.m…….little finches are looking for sunflower seeds in the other feeder, but the 28 brown Sparrows that live in our Rose bushes along the driveway are still asleep, or planning their day deep within the center of the prickly castle, underneath the snowcovered tentacles of the buffalo-sized bird home.

My lovely wife sleeps on upstairs having shared equal amounts of an expensive bottle of champagne with me last night as we held our “homefield” Christmas Eve gift exchange. Home this year, Alaska or San Diego next…..it’s an alternating year kind of thing. But now she is awake talking to her cat and wondrous that there is snow outside.

The other cat is stoned from a stocking stuffer cat-nip toy and laying by the furnace. And now my wife is up, the phone has rang…Northwest Airlines has located our airshipment of Alaskan crab and shrimp caught fresh by my brother in-law Chris off his fishing boat.

Suddenly, a snow-mobiler blasts down the road in front of my house at 60 MPH. The quiet is gone, destroyed……….but the vibe is till there, just changing and different.

An so, it’ll be off to the airport in the snow…..I have the vehicle for it, and the time.

If you are in California, enjoy your weather and don’t take for granted that sunshine which you (and I) are so fond of. But know this, I wouldn’t trade this one day of fresh Christmas snow for a whole winter of 60 degree weather. If you haven’t experienced it I hope this little glimpse (it really does look like the pictures above) helps visualize what it’s about.

And if you have, get back to your own vibe now!!!!! Enjoy the snow, for it may soon be gone.