Just so you know

Here is Lake on her horse Sandy... same smile same joy of horses. Joy is a funny creature, what gives one person joy gives another heartache. If you had to write a joyful experience for a character how would you show it? Here is a short blurb from one of my earlier short stories that I've not done anything with but ... that is another story

Adults don’t like snow!



It was New Year’s Eve 1963. I stood at the picture window, my eleven-year-old heart pounding with excitement, and watched snow float silently to the ground. My brother and I whispered about all the great things we were going to do come morning. Things we had only read about or our northern-bred mother had told us about. Sledding, snow angels and snowball fights were first on our list. Little did we know that tomorrow we would discover a shocking aspect to adult behavior?
Northwest Alabama woke up to the amazing sight of 18 inches of snow covering the ground. As my brother and I squealed with delight at the new adventure before us, our parents looked out the window frowning.