Too Much Snow

by Louis Jenkins

Unlike the Eskimos we only have one word for snow but we have a

lot of

modifiers for that word. There is too much snow, which, unlike rain,

does not

immediately run off. It falls and stays for months. Someone wished for

this

snow. Someone got a deal, five cents on the dollar, and spent the

entire family

fortune. It’s the simple solution, it covers everything. We are never

satisfied

with the arrangement of the snow so we spend hours moving the snow from

one

place to another. Too much snow. I box it up and send it to family and

friends.

I send a big box to my cousin in California. I send a small box to my

mother.

She writes “Don’t send so much. I’m all alone now. I’ll never be able

to use so

much.” To you I send a single snowflake, beautiful, complex and

delicate;

different from all the others.

P.S. When I drove Noel to work this morning I was looking at the snow on all the trees and said, “This is kind of nice.” Noel felt my forehead to see if I was feeling okay. We’ll see how long it lasts 🙂