When you have grown up in a place where your winters rarely get snow, or snow that sticks, it makes it that much more enjoyable if you ever get to experience a real snow fall. Since I have moved from Memphis, TN to Colorado Springs, CO, I have experienced quite a few snow falls and they are absolutely amazing... The snow falls so softly, and the noise it makes is one I am not used to and thoroughly enjoy. To me, it is majestic, peaceful, and a beautiful, rare sight. I thought if I ever got to live in a place where it snowed more, I might play in the snow every time it snowed; however, I am so scared to disturb the beautiful, sparkling blanket of peace that falls on my yard when it snows. I do not play in it, because I do not want to corrupt the beauty of it with foot prints and body heat. I want to enjoy the beautiful sight of it.
Likewise, when you grow up in a place where it snows everyday, I imagine it would be easy to take it for granted... I notice other CO springs citizens do not seem to be so charmed and entranced by this majestic, natural occurrence as I am. They go about their daily routines and hardly stop to just feel the little soft ice drops hitting their cheeks as I do. I can't imagine not being excited about such an enchanting experience... But I guess I can understand that to them, this happens everyday, whereas I come from a part of the country that just doesn't get much snow.
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