- It sparkles!
- It reflects the limited sunlight so that life seems less bleak and dreary.
- It creates all kinds of opportunities for fun: sledding, skiing, snow angels. (I have consoled too many teary little boys who've just taken a snowball in the face for me to include snowballs on this list, but I'll allow as to how some people think that's fun.)
- It blankets the drab garden and encourages the wilted remains of last year's veggies to turn into new soil for next year's.
- Every seemingly homogenous snowbank is made up of uncountable tiny individual elements, each distinctively beautiful and improbably unique. It would be pretty Hallmark-y for me to say "Kind of like life," but that's what I'm thinking anyway.
It's always magical when the first flakes start falling. Somebody remind me of this post in March, when I'm well and truly sick of the stuff, all right?