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For someone who grew up in northeastern Ohio, the sight of snow is not normally something which draws a lot of excitement. If you understand the words "snowbelt" and "lake effect" then you know where I'm coming from. My father, for instance, has enjoyed moving to North Carolina and swears that he'll go further south every time he sees a snowflake. Yet I do love my four seasons and thus look forward to winter each year. There's something refreshing looking out over crisp, pure snow driven fields that warms my heart.
This winter in Bulgaria has been anything but what I would consider "winter". Thus far, I've seen only one snowfall that stuck at all, and that was really only a dusting that lasted for a morning. Most days have been downright balmy with temperatures around 50 degrees fahrenheit. Bulgarian winters are supposes to be dreadful affairs with ice and cold, slips and falls. It's actually been downright depressing in some ways.
Yet never fear, there was snow this evening amounting to about 2 inches. I walked through the center of Haskovo with Mirian, the Spanish volunteer here who has never seen snow before, amazed at the beauty of it all. Wonderful, fat, wet, delicious snowflakes were caught on our tongues. Mirian was shocked that it was warmer with snow falling than it had been an hour earlier with the sleetish rain that was falling.
So we'll see how long this hangs around. The snow is coming down at a smattering of what it was earlier. If it was still snowing hard, I would take a picture. But there's just something depressing about the fact that it's pretty much stopped now. By later this week it's supposed to be raining, at least according to CNN Internationals world weather. One can only hope that the cold air holds out just for a few days, long enough to give us here in Haskovo a taste of what winter should be like.
