My love of first snow
WHEN I was little, I went to Canberra on a family holiday. It was the first time I had ever seen snow.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry my and fell into the carpet of white that covered the roads. The words that came out of my mouth were "I will live here".
Snow, the magical and most special thing - something I have always loved.
Since that trip I only visited the snow one more time and then as well I felt straight at home staring out at the white tipped trees.
Now at the beginning of December, Switzerland has been covered in a white blanket. Mountains look like a giant white marshmallow. Trees look like they have been dipped in icing sugar. Houses have a fluffy white layer, giving the illusion of a giant ginger bread house. Sitting inside all rugged up, drinking a hot chocolate and staring outside at the beautiful flakes descending from the white-blue glowing sky is such a magical view.
The first snow is my favourite as the snow is so white and fluffy. Cheeks become pink as the cold drifts through the layers of clothing and that first sip of a hot drink back inside is perfect.
With the freezing temperatures why do you need a fridge? Making Christmas cookies and the dough is to soft. Not to worry, just whack the dough outside for ten minutes and you're ready to go. After all it is colder outside than it is in the fridge.
The most important thing about winter though is not to stay warm but to have a good, bright orange carrot. After all if your snow man looks bad, that is the worst thing that could happen in this magical season.
When it doesn't seem like it can get more perfect little white snowflakes fall down. Landing on my hair, on my eyelashes and everywhere in sight. It swirls around in the air, recovering the village in a new layer of snow.
Fattening our snow men, bringing better ski fields, creating a charmed atmosphere. I don't think I will ever get used to looking at the window and seeing the magical wonderland that the snow creates.
So whilst the Sunshine Coast is facing 38 degrees and heat waves, on the other side of the world I am in a city of cold, 40 degrees lower than the coast. So different and both so perfect!