“Although snows seemed to come more frequently to our mountain area “back then” than now, snow could cause some hardships in taking care of farm animals, having enough wood at the woodpile ready to bring in to burn in fireplaces and heaters to keep the house warm. Back then there was the delightful “snow cream” made with freshly-fallen snow mixed with some sugar, milk and vanilla: our winter “ice cream” treat. One day it quickly came a snow blizzard when my little brother Bluford was a first-grader and I was in fifth grade. My father came to Choestoe School house to get us. He carried Bluford but told me to “step in his steps” as we walked the snow-laden mile to our home where a roaring fire in the fireplace soon warmed us. We also used winter time to piece quilt tops and ladies would gather to have a “quilting bee” to finish the beautifully crafted quilt top in its cotton stuffing and solid-cloth lining. Winter Memories are sweet. We survived!”
~Ethelene Dyer Jones
I finally got a dusting of snow here in Brasstown yesterday. Not enough to fully cover the ground but beautiful nonetheless.