I don’t mind admitting that I love snow.
And why shouldn’t I? Of course I know that it can be cold, messy, and disruptive. But it can also be an appropriate (and welcome) harbinger of the season, as much as a robin in Spring, a rose in Summer, or a red maple leaf in the Fall.
Even more, maybe it’s also a reminder that in a world that appears to be speeding up and changing more every day, some things really do stay the same.
So who wouldn’t want to trudge out, shin-deep and wearing two pairs of socks, into the drifts that are glinting in that post-storm sunshine? Into a muffled world where commuting and schedules are pushed aside in favor of sleds and snowballs? Especially when that freshly fallen snow is beckoning to you on a Saturday morning deep in the heart of winter.
Apparently, I’m not the only one who feels this way.
Here’s to a snowbound weekend. Thanks, Nemo.
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Ahhhhhhh…shades of life out here in the “provinces”…so very PRETTY…!!! I’m pretty sure that Beans would LOVE a ride down the hill on a saucer sled with Mommy…joy unbounded…!!! Keep warm…!!! XO
What beautiful prose…and photographs. It is indeed a breathtaking world…in many ways.
Your little dog looks curiously out the window, not quite sure about exploring outside in all that white stuff. How nice it is to see joyful play in all the snow ! Have a fun Saturday.
thanks, Melissa! Coco was super curious about all that white….stuff….everywhere. she got her paws a bit damp exploring today 🙂
I could not agree with you more. The photos capture it all so very well too. Beautiful shots, by the way.
thanks, Sandie! thank goodness for my trusty phone with its good camera. anything else is too complicated for me hahahaha! hope you guys didn’t get too buried by the storm, either!