Snow. Lots of snow. Tons of snow. Almost three feet of snow.
Plowed to huge piles. With lots of little stones of snow. Asking, begging to be thrown. At trees, at signs, at nothing.
Play, throw, laugh, be silly. Jump into the snow. Make a snow angel.
Play. Laugh. Sled. Have fun.
There isn’t 32 inches of snow out there everyday. We are all still kids, some of us closer to our child’s selves. Find your inner child and nourish it. Go play in the snow. As long as the winner feels in Maine, it will go away.
So go play.