This time of year temps make a sustainable dip into the 20’s at night. Early season storms swing through without commitment. And inevitably, we hit a brief warming trend. Tank tops and shorts return and the trails become busy with hikers and mountain bikers. Just when we start to wrap our arms around chilly nights – welcoming the cold with a roaring fire in the wood-burning stove.

Yup, we’re in a bit of holding pattern, a waiting game. Waiting for that first snow. We know it’s coming. We’re not putting life on hold. We’re taking advantage of the warmer weather – doing all the things we did before it turned cold. Patience is a virtue, right?

One of the cool things about living in Big Bear is when that wait is finally over. Fat flakes float down turning forests and slopes a monochromatic hue. We long for enough snow to create, at best, a decent base or, at worse, a solid argument for snowmakers to return to work. And with that first snow we reach for our phones, send emails, facebook and tweet. Our fingers move in a frenzy trying to get the words out – “It’s snowin!”

We’re on the front lines and we take it seriously. But for now…we play the game.

Earning my turns,
Glade Girl