Monday, January 17, 2022 It is “snow quiet” in the predawn hours this morning. There is nothing quite like it. If you live in snow country or ever have, you know exactly what I mean. The day slows down a bit in a comfortable way… and the day hasn’t even started yet. I remind myself to enjoy it while it lasts and not to think about the digging out part.
The only sounds I hear are the fire in the fireplace
behind me, the occasional independent plow guy driving by and the soft hum of
my computer. For a moment – all is
calm. It is going to be a snow day… and
that means – among other things … drum roll ... Snow Brownies (and/or hot cocoa). At least
that is the plan here.
Now … Snow Brownies are a family tradition that my sister
started years ago. She always kept brownie makings on hand for those days in
Richmond, Virginia when everything shut down because of snow. Have to say that it seemed to me that they
shut down if someone in the next county saw a snow flake off in the distance,
but then again those of the South are not as prepared for snow as those of us
who live in the snow belt of Northwest Pennsylvania. Either way – flakes or
feet – snow brownies are a tradition that is worthy of celebration. My sister was always full of great ideas. I miss her.
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