Yesterday they had predicted a blizzard for our little island. It was hard to believe and the warnings went unnoticed with such a beautiful warm day. Zak came home and told us that he didn’t have work the following day because of this blizzard, but I still didn’t quite believe it. It’s Spring time after all! I woke up at four am this morning to take Odin to the loo and there was a howling outside that I hadn’t heard since I lived in Florida and would often sit beside a window as a hurricane powered through my town. Florida has plenty of hurricanes and I’ve experienced a number of Nor’Easters since living on our tiny island, but none quite like this. When we finally crawled out of bed together a little later, the sun was out (but hidden behind seas of grey) and I could really see how much snow was accumulating. Definitely more than I’ve ever seen in my entire life, which was more magical than I would’ve imagined. We hear now that the highest recorded wind gust was 98 mph. Zak weathered the storm to check on the chickens and the bees and though he was only gone for a few moments, he had so many exciting stories for me when he returned. Tales of dredging through four foot tall dunes of snow. While Z was out, Odin found a bottle of old nail polish and desperately wanted us to paint his nails. Zak sat with little O at his table and gently painted each tiny fingernail. Odin was thrilled.
Z gathered some snow for little Odin to play with inside and then we made him a wrap hammock on the table for him to swing in. Zak again braved the snow to go in search of rations (tp, gelato, and beer). Odin went down for his nap and I worked a bit but by the time he woke up again, I was way too anxious to sit inside for another moment. The minute we stepped onto our field after bundling up, we stepped into top-of-the-boot high snows. The further we went the deeper it was until I was in over the knee snow dunes. As a girl who spent a majority of her life in Florida where it never ever snows, you can imagine my excitement.
Odin, Marin, and I jumped around in some bigger snow dunes in Zak’s mum’s backyard which Odin loved. We went for a a little walk scoping out the best spots to play tomorrow when the wind dies down a bit. Odin thought my throwing snowballs at his papa was the funniest thing.
Even though I’m growing tired of waiting on Spring, today was absolute magic and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.