I don’t know where or when I got my fascination with snowglobes. The first one I got was over a year ago, and it wasn’t a new one. The water is no longer clear, but it still plays music so I’ve held on to it.
Today, as I was leaving work, out of the corner or my eye, I saw this beautiful snowglobe sitting in a display case of a small store. Usually I’d keep on walking, telling myself that Hubby can buy one for Christmas, but this time I couldn’t stop myself. When the clerk told me the price, I had to get it. Plus, I could picture myself constantly winding it up and watching the snow flakes fall over the church, the trees, and the horse and buggy that actually moves around the church, while it plays “The First Noel”.
So now that I have two snowglobes, I guess we can say that I’ve officially began a collection. If Hubby or other family members don’t know what to get me for Christmas, my birthday, or just because… there’s always this. I would never turn down the gift of a snowglobe because like I said, one could never have enough.
As long as they aren’t identical.