Simple Play

16 Jan 2023

This morning was the first morning of winter that we had a proper snow. The snow was the perfect snow for snowballs and snowmen.

So, this morning, I went outside, and started rolling snow around. Slowly gathering it at first, but then more gradually until I had a ball that was probably hundreds of pounds. It was a proper workout near the end; essentially needing to do dead lifts to roll the damn thing.

But it was fun.

A pure kind of fun.

The kind of fun that I yearn for when I reminisce about my childhood.

It was simple: roll the ball of snow until I become tired. Maybe stack another on top to make it taller because taller snow is better snow and looks cool.

Why does anything need to be more complicated?