Let It Snow!

As we await another Nor'easter to blanket our little cape in Washington, I renew my vows as a New Englander. Growing up in New Hampshire it's all I've ever known and loved - ironic because I don't ski or snowmobile or snowboard. My chosen winter sport is shoveling and roof raking, not too glamorous but my winter way of exercising dominion over creation.

Among my fondest childhood memories are playing football in the road outside our house after a snowstorm. The snowbanks taller than me, my brother would aim his pass for them and I would leap into their waiting arms to mimic the great catches I'd seen in the NFL. The banks are smaller now but the spirit still lives in me. Let it snow!