This Little Town Blizzard

Newport had its first snow for the season. It sometimes comes early like this but this little town was ready. Newport rarely gets a big snow storm so all of my friends get so excited that we organize a Snow Storm Party. It was perfect that it happened to coincide with a Holiday Party as well on the Top of the Hill.

The party began as most do with cordial introductions and chit chat. Everyone caught up on the going ons in Newport from the local housekeeper gossip from Ocean Drive holiday parties the night before to the historic signifigance debates over the downtown center. What people were not whispering was the anxiousness over the coming storm. By this point, the storm was 4 hours late!!! But Mother Nature is on her own holiday time.

Around 8 pm the snow began to fall. Now the falsettos began and the screams and giggling began. Soon the people (grown adults) were in teh snow making snow angels. The party grew to telling stories of childhood Christmas long ago... Stories so poetic and profound that you could hear the hum of the crystal wine glasses.

Later in the night, some even drove around in the snow looking at the quaint Newport cottages decorated in holiday lights. We drove on Ocean Drive to the empty houses of the Newport's High Society...wondering what warm resort town they must reside in on Christmas.

The next day, Newporters gather at Fort Adams for a little snow sledding and snowball tossing. Even more people drive around town to see the powdery snow frosting the Colonial homes in this early American city by the sea. Timeless...