Central VA received its first measurable snowfall this past weekend.
3 inches or so (by my best guesstimate) of thick wet snowball inclined white stuff.
The heavier snow came later in the evening, when the sky was pitch black and you could almost feel the presence of the front moving through.
Our premature pines groaned as the weight of the snow bowed them towards the ground.
In the distant wood line an invisible tree gave way to it's winter weight, thundering to the ground with an unmistakable concussion.
9:00pm with nothing moving, the snow with its strange tendency to mute and quiet everything in place.
We suited up, cracked a few cold ones, and went outside to sled and hurl snowballs at the unsuspecting pooches as they pranced around in the cold dark air.
Around an hour later, winter had its way and the power went south with a few feeble flickers of resistance.
There we sat under a cedar tree, clumps of snow falling around us, in complete darkness sans the dogs playing in the background.
We returned indoors to light candles and stumble around with the acoustic guitar, it’s hard to fathom that folks used to live each night under the candle’s light.
Cheers to winter’s arrival however late it may be…