It’s no secret that I love pretty much anything that has to do with weather.
And this all started when I was very young.
Part of the love I have for weather stems from the fun I had enjoying various facets of weather as a child…mainly big snows.
I used to love getting those heavy, wet snowstorms and building the biggest snowman I could.
One year, there was a late spring snowstorm, and instead of building a snowman, I built a dragon…using a tree to support his tail.
I even went so far as to get some green food coloring and put it in some water to pour all over the dragon to make it green.
I capped it off by writing, in red food coloring on the hill in our front yard, “This is spring?”
Wet snow also offers the ability to make great snowballs.
Between having two brothers and many friends, there were sometimes great snowball fights that seemed to last for hours.
We would even build makeshift walls and called them “forts” even though they offered little, if any, protection from the barrage of snow volleys.
But perhaps my favorite thing to do when it snowed when I was young was to build tunnels.
About a half block away was a large parking lot that would get plowed not long after it snowed.
And all of that snow was piled into majestic mountains of snow.
I would use my hands, or other tools if they were available, to start digging tunnels into the side of the big pile.
Now, I never dug very far, because I learned very early on that if you tried to go too far into the pile, the tunnel would collapse.
So I guess these were more or less caves as opposed to true tunnels.
But at the time, my imagination was in full gear, and these were miles-long tunnels to escape to some sort of freedom.
And it was a blast.
So, while many of you may dread the upcoming winter season, I don’t, because my love for snow has never stopped.
And maybe there is a snowball fight to be had at some point in the coming months.
Are you in?