I was so excited, already celebrating spring.
When the weather started acting up. It was cold, windy, very cold.
Did I mention it was cold?
Then, there was snow. I love snow! Its pure white color, makes everything prettier.
It was not so pretty this time.
You see, my husband and I spent the previous weekend planting flowers, bushes and the last trees left. Our hands are still sore.
Like any gardner enthusiast, we were proud of our accomplishment.
It was about time to sit and enjoy the fruit of our hard labor.
Well, not yet. Yesterday morning, we got up early, to find out, snow coated the streets, the trees and our garden.
There was not playing on the snow this time, not shutting snow balls at each other…there was only disappointment.
Our beautiful plants were covered with snow.
We made some assumptions: “they are going to get burn”, I said.
“They are already dead! Forget it, we need to plant everything again”, my husband responded.
Five minutes later, we realized that it was another snow day in Dallas. How often do we get snow in Dallas? Almost never.
We decided to celebrate. After all, it was a snow day and we were together, our first spring day as a husband and wife.
Sipping hot Mexican chocolate, talking about our past and future, calling our family to share a beautiful snow day. That’s how we celebrated it.
Our mother earth was giving us another present, we better enjoy it until it last, so we did.
And it was perfect!
Alba H. Rodriguez