Let it Snow...or Flurry.

So last night I decided to walk to the supermarket to pick something up for dinner. I usually bring along my bag to carry all my crap in because it's easier than always worrying about getting pick pocketed and my ipod. Last night though I decided I wanted to go for a walk through the city and just take it all in for what's worth. I was having one of those nights where everything around seemed surreal.

I casually wandered around the grocery store for 20 minutes and as I walked out my first thought was "Oh Man! Don't let it be raining." I had quite a hike back to the dorm and I was in no mood to run with my groceries and shit. But the rain drops felt like drizzle and they were cold. I looked on the streets and they glistened like it had just rained. I still was a little lost by the whole idea.

Now you have to understand as a Floridian I've lived in South Florida my entire life. I have traveled to some of the coldest parts of the states and somehow luck would have it that it would never snow or I just was there during the summer. I'd been to Chicago (in the summer), Maine (in the summer), North Carolina (in the fall, but no snow), New York (many times including one Christmas, but it didn't snow). So, I've never seen snow. Ever! I've seen pictures, but I've never seen it fall, touched it smelled it, built a snow man (which I'm still waiting to cross off my list of things to do before I die). Nothing!

Well last night I got my first taste of what snow would be like. It flurried.

On my walk back I started realizing that it wasn't rain I was seeing in the distance it was snow. Or Flurry. Now flurry is different than snow (I was explained this) because it snows up to a certain point, but it's not cold enough to remain a solid so by the time it hits near street level it's already water.

I looked up into the sky and I'll never forget this. It reminded me of an old album cover. Through this old, rustic building with a withered old tree in front of it the moon light seem to strike at just the right angle. The wind blew the snow flake flurries and it was perfect.

As I kept walking I could see the flurries keep falling in the distance, but it never managed to build up enough. A few snow flakes (droplets) manage to hit me in the face and as the fell from the sky they looked pretty large. The experience was amazing. I was so happy to be in that moment and not have any distractions or have anyone who takes snow for granted ruin it for me. There are alot of northerners here and to them it would be nothing, so they'd dismiss it and ruin the entire experience for me. It was really awesome. I don't think I could ever forget my first experience seeing snow...or flurry.