I’ve been dreaming of a white Christmas for many years now.
The last time I saw snow was during our visit to Germany for Christmas in 1978.
Yesterday we woke up to news about snow all over South Africa… We’ve seen awesome snow scene photos from various people but alas our garden was pale as usual. Much to our disappointment.
Since I needed to take the boys for the Homeschool Photo Shoot, I figured I’d take them around so they could finally see some snow. We did see lots of snow falling as we drove around the area, but by the time it hit the ground it melted away, leaving the impression of rain rather than snow.
Fortunately after being home for an hour or so, we did finally have some snowfall of our own.
Although it wasn’t much compared to what I was used to as a child, the slight snowfall in our garden was met with huge excitement.
Misha ran around the garden trying to catch the flakes only to find them melted as soon as they hit his hand. There was just enough snow on our trampoline for the boys to scoop up for a short snowball fight.
Of course this snowy weather & cold took it’s toll on electricity consumption. I figure everyone in Johannesburg had their heaters running which resulted in power failure just after 4pm. We were thankful to have a gas heater & blankets to stay warm. For the rest of the day the power would come on occasionally for a few seconds just to fail again. We finally gave up & went to bed. Needless to say this morning we woke up to no power.
By 10h30 the boys & I set off to a friend who offered us a hot shower & some tea. According to Gloria the power came back on around 12h00. By the time we got home around 5pm the power fortunately was still on & has remained steady since.
My friend, Doreen’s family farm in Barkley East
My Dad’s home in Vanderbijlpark
My Sister’s home in Vanderbijlpark
My Mom’s view in Vanderbijlpark
Judging by these photos from my family & friends, it’s obvious that we’re staying in the wrong place for serious snow scenes… Next time they have snow, I might just take the boys to visit their Grandparents to enjoy some decent snow…
The moral of this story is that it’s not who you know but where you live…
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