Winter wonderland. I rolled out of bed today, excited because I knew it had been snowing all night. Like a kid on christmas morning I ran to my window and pulled away the curtain to find winter wonderland right before my very eyes. The entire world covered in a bright white beautiful blanket! First priority: not freezing my butt off. First solution: layers! I’m wearing thick tights with wooly legwarmers that cover my legs from toe to thigh. Extra layering was provided by my over the knee vintage boots who have probably seen even more beautiful snowy landscapes than yours truly, and a simple dress with sleeves and a high neckline was the next logical step for me. I’m no prude, but you have no idea how much warmth a girl loses when she’s baring her cleavage to the cold northwind. An oversized thick knit wooly cardigan and beret were the cherry on top. Did you know a human loses fifty percent of their bodily warmth from their poor uncovered head? So yes, a warm hat is a winter necessity.
Thus, I was ready to leave the house. You might ask yourself why I’m this hyper about a bit of frozen water covering Belgium? Well, I’m Dutch, and Dutch people always hope a winter will be cold enough for us to organize the “tour of twelve cities” where ice skaters race through 12 cities over frozen rivers and creeks. Hence, winter always gets me in the mood for ice skating. Which is quite silly because I can’t ice skate at all: I fall flat on my ass within 2 seconds, really. Which reminds me of that one time, at ski camp (haha) where we went skiing in Austria for a week with school. I was probably the very worst skier in my entire class. I think I spent more time lying on my ass than standing on those damned skis. But snow is quite soft to fall in (softer than ice anyways) so I didn’t mind THAT much. Come to think about it, it’s pretty weird that I still love the snow since snow pretty much equals falling flat on my ass if you look at my history. But I do love the snow. I love how it seems to wash the world clean. Right up until it melts and leaves the world even ickier than before, haha. But seriously, I love the snow. I love the sounds the snow makes when you walk through it. Over here we call that “knerpen”, do you guys have a special word for the sound snow makes when your feet crush it? Anyway, I love the knerping of the snow, haha! I love looking at the night skies while the snow is falling down, all those white flakes make me feel a bit dizzy in the head and somehow have this soothing effect on me.
That’s what winter wonderland means to me: peace and quiet.
And falling on my ass.