Finding Joy in the Off-Season

Photo by Mathilda Khoo on Unsplash

When my son was two he wanted to build a snowman. He kept pointing to the mountain near our home and insisting to go. It was August. We piled in the car and headed up. We found some spots of snow, that summer melt that is both hard and wet. It wasn’t much but we managed a tiny snowman. And our son was elated. And you know what? We kind of were too.