The day the neon-colored snowflakes come down from the windows is unquestionably one of the most tragic days of the year.

Maybe you're one of those people that believe brightly colored, amateur paper snowflakes only belong on the windows of those with small children and that such things should be removed from sight as soon as it can be done justifiably, i.e., as soon as the holiday season is over.

I don't live in a house with small children. The middle of May is almost too soon to take down the snowflakes. And I believe there is a nearly untapped well of happiness full of things like paper snowflakes.


It's been a couple of weeks since ours came down and I miss them.