It’s cold. Really cold. It is the kind of wet cold that just goes through your skin and heads straight to your bones. This is when my growing up in Miami has its drawbacks. It is right on the threshold of what I can bear.
The rain came all night, and continued into the morning. People living on the west side of Tokyo had snow in the morning, but us on the east side next to the bay it was just gray dreary rain.
At around 12:30 pm the rain started become a bit slushy. Not ten minutes later did that slush become snow. I stood in front of a large glass window watching the clumps of snow fall to the ground and then vanish once they hit the puddles. Watching the snow come down always relaxes, and excites my soul.
Snow was always something special to me. My family only got to experience snow when war were on a vacation. So, as soon as I see snow I think, VACATION! I don’t want to see to much snow. But a few times a winter is enough for me.
On this shabbat a special shabbat shalom shout out to Christine for sending some goodies from the states. May all my other friends and family have a beautiful day of rest too!