Sunday, November 21, 2010

Snow...

It's Nov. 21, 2010 and it's snowing for the first time this winter. Of course depending on where you are in Lewiston depends on how much you get.  My daughter, Jessi, has abut 4 inches, she lives in the Orchards, and she and her husband, Pat, went out and built a little snowman!  I'm glad it's snowing, the feel, sight,
beauty of it kinds of cleans the troubled mind and soul. 

I remember when I was a kid and I used to have contests with my brothers on who could catch the most snowflakes on their tongue.  Of course they were bigger than me, so my neck got sore quicker and I had to give up earlier.  When I was about 5 we lived in Orofino, Id.  Our house was at the end of this two mile dirt road that led to the base of a canyon.  Our house was right on the edge of the woods that grew at the base.  The back of the house was to the trees and the other three sides had fenced in pastures.  I used to love to get up really early in the morning and watch the deer eating in the fields.  We used to ride the neighbors' horses into the canyon and up to the swimhole.  It was fun until the day we met a bear.  He came around a rock after we rode through a small stream and scared the horses to death.  I was riding double with my brother and almost fell off.  The horses took off like a shot!  I still don't really remember getting home, I just know we were suddenly there.  It was quite a while before we went riding in the canyon again.  During stormy nights my brothers used to take a sheet off their bed and hang it in the tree outside my back window and then when the wind blew the sheet around they would make ghost noises.  I don't know why they kept doing it, they got in trouble every time from our step-dad.  Maybe because it was because I fell for it every time.  I thnk my favorite thing about that house was when it snowed the bus couldn't come up to get us so we had the day off from school.  My brothers would get their sleds out and we would sled down the entire two miles of road.  Of course we had to stop and readjust the sleds to make the bends in the road, but there were some pretty long stretches where we got going pretty fast.  Then when we got to the bottom I would lie on one of the sleds, my brothers would take their coats off and pile them on top of me and then they would pull me the entire two miles back to the house.  We had some really fun times at that house! 

Snow.... white, unique, full of memories

Sweet Dreams

1 comment:

  1. Wow...what a wonderful home and memory. Like me nd my river in Modesto...

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