My short essay “Christmas Break Snowstorms Were the Best” appears in the March issue of Northern Wilds, where I’m a contributing writer. I love writing for the magazine and reading it.
You can view it in blog form here: https://northernwilds.com/snow-day-memories-part-two/ You will need to scroll down. My essay is the second one,
Or you can view it in the magazine format here: https://northernwilds.com/current-issue/ There is an option to view it in full screen. My essay appears on page 18.
Writing Near the Lake 
Sweet story. I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin, and I loved the snowstorms that closed schools for the day.
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That was lovely and evocative, right down to the chicken noodle soup and the snowball fights that somehow always seemed to bring tears—not to mentions, the dark, streetlight-less nights. If the clouds cooperated, the sky was full of stars! And I remember train lights in the hills of Duluth.
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Thank you so much. I was hoping to evoke the feelings and memories people have about playing in the snow as a child.
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You did that splendidly. People raised in Florida might be scratching their heads. 🙂
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Another delightful childhood story. I loved making snowbank tunnels as a kid. What fun! You described these feelings well!
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Thanks, Sally.
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Growing up in Jamaica, I never experienced that but I could clearly visualize all the fun through your story. Sounds like you both had some fun times!
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The snow was magical to me as a child. As I spent hours playing in it, I used to think that I would always play in the snow, and I couldn’t imagine why my mom or other adults weren’t outside playing in the snow.
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