Growing up in the hills of Kentucky, we could always count on some snow days every year. If enough flakes fell, school was canceled, and a glorious day ensued.
Layers of clothes. Hats, coats, gloves. A gathering of all the nearby children and about a thousand trips over the nearest hillside.
One of my favorite ways to sled was to cut two holes in the bottom of a huge trash bag. I’d put my legs in the holes and cinch the bag under my arms. It was the perfect built-in sled. Just sit down and slide. Arms were free walking back up the hill. Down the hill again and again and again.
The perfect treat after a day of sledding was a bowl of snow cream. I would gather a big bowl of clean snow, and Granny Newton would make us some.
Stir the sugar into the snow.
Stir until well blended.
Enjoy the snow days in life!
I love you,