Yesterday saw the first snow fall of the year this side of the world. Although, it didn't lay as the earth was too wet, it was still a joy to see. Never mind that it looked more like tiny crushed ice than actual snow flakes falling from the sky.
Because we don't have it in the Philippines, I always look forward to this weather phenomenon. Together with autumn leaves falling from the trees, I think it's one of the most beautiful things in this world. I remember the first time I experienced snow almost five years ago. I was in Texas (I participated in a 12 month International training program with Marriott hotels) and was working on a grave yard shift. Around one-thirty in the morning, the phone rang and it was the night auditor telling me that it was snowing.
I quickly ran outside the hotel and I found myself in awe with what was happening. The freezing air greeted me and there it was. Magic! It was quite a heavy snow fall, possibly at least a couple of inches. Everything was white. I felt peace. Calls were made to my parents and siblings and friends who cared to listen to me ramble on about the amazing experience. I stayed outside, in the middle of the car park, grinning and running like an idiot for at least thirty minutes.