Snow yo

I dont know if its the movie scores Pandora station im listening to right now or the snow on the ground, but I do know that right now I'm feeling super nostalgic. I love watching the snow blow off the trees, do little loop-de-loops and fall onto the ground, only to take flight in clouds again like flocks of tiny white geese. I just watch it and think about the times at recess, when all that mattered was finding the biggest ice crystal, or making that catch in snow football. I cant help but think of the days when all that mattered was making sure our snow fort was invincible against all comers, and we would stay out there for hours in single degree temperatures digging networks of tunnels, piling up snow, and making snow balls for the inevitable confrontation with the girls and the parents. It all seemed so simple back then because it was. Life did not really ask a lot out of little kid me, and my imagination and creativity flourished because of it. Its weird for me to think that there are kids who never got to play in the snow because they didn't have any, because seriously this stuff is the shit. I'll probably be bitching about it when its still here in March but right now, I am well pleased.