Waaaaaay back, one Saturday morning, the second winter after my family moved into our new house, we were awakened by the frantic ringing of our doorbell. All four of us were roused, and Daddy went to the door, where he found the boy from across the street, who gestured toward our front yard.

“It snowed,” he cried. Indeed. It had snowed. And he thought we would want to know about it. We so did.

Jimmy from across the street and JoAnne and I, and obviously, there’s a parent who got bundled up enough to come out and take photos

Here in Central Texas, we don’t have the proper clothing for snow. We don’t have boots. We don’t have water repellent gloves. Our coats aren’t made for Arctic blasts of wind.

So preparing for a morning of playing in the snow requires some creative thinking. As in, how many pairs of pants can you put on and still be able to bend your knees? How many layers of shirts, sweaters, and outerwear can you put on and still button up or zip up that last jacket? How many pairs of gloves can you find in the whole house so that you can put on several to delay the moisture that is going to soak in while you’re creating snowballs and/or a snowman?

And then there’s the process of putting on a thin pair of socks, which can be covered by plastic bags, and then a pair or two of heavier socks, and hoping that you’ll be able to squeeze all that into a pair of canvas shoes, because, really, your mom is NOT going to let you go out into all that snow (“all that snow” being a relative term) in your good school shoes. See previous comment about not having boots.

Thursday morning, just as I was rousing myself out of bed, David came in and said, “If you want to take pictures of the snow, you’d better take them now, before the sun comes up.” And I said, “It snowed?”

Yes, indeed. It snowed. Some folks might snicker about the presence of snow being such a big deal, but, it is. I took pictures.

Every day is a day that the Lord has made. Some days are exciting, like a snow-covered day. Some days are more prosaic. I need to remember that each day is a day for rejoicing and being glad.