Sirius Fun

I can remember the excitement those words held as a child. We would watch the ticker on the bottom of the TV screen or listen to the AM news station waiting to hear if we got the day off. There was never a thought of making the day up in June, only thoughts of forts, snowball fights and sledding. As soon as you had word, it was into snow gear and out the door for a free day of adventure!

Fast forward several years and the day lost its meaning. In college, campus was walkable and so very seldom were classes cancelled. Skipping them had much more meaning then the lost day of school. As work began, snow days had even less meaning aside from the adventure of a sketchy commute. A few years in, working in recreation, a snow day for everyone else was a hard work day for the ski industry professionals.

Then I found myself in education and again the day became magical, tempered now by the thoughts of a late June finish to the school year- a shorter summer. Still, well worth it! When COVID hit, remote learning became a thing and to me, that forever changed what a snow day could be. Instead of a day of play, it became one more day tied to a screen attempting to engage in a least preferred way.

Now it has returned! I write this after a four day weekend due to storms before and after the weekend. I spent two of those days riding fresh powder on a local mountain and two riding beautifully groomed cruisers! I am tired, but recharged. Come June I may regret it, but longer days mean evening paddles on the lake.

Long live the snow day!