after the storm: walk in the woods
It hadn’t snowed much this winter, and then pow-pow-pow (so to speak), the snow has been coming down. And it’s funny, aside from the occasional cross country swishabout, I don’t ski, but I cheer for snow just like the multitudes of locals who drop everything (including work) for a powder day.
I love how the snow cinches the town in tight and everything feels smaller and closer. I love how smack in the middle of a snowstorm, it feels warm, the snow glittering down, muting the hard edges. I love the differentness of it – how everything is subtly transformed; and I love that inside every snowflake is the potential of spring growth.
I took a walk, alone, yesterday, and felt giddy and grateful and completely blown over by the way snow settled on the thick branches of a juniper, or the contrast of a snowy hill against the blue sky (it is possible I was a little punchy after spending all day inside with the homeschool co-op).
there’s my house down there!
pinyon pine with lumps of snow!
old mama juniper
wild mustard with flowerbuds!
Thanks for indulging all my snow-nerdiness; back soon to our regularly scheduled programming of children and fermenting, or perhaps something completely new: fermenting children!
xo,
Rachel
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I was in town for snowdown and felt really blessed by the powder and Durango. Sat with the lovely Animas energy for a while. Sorry I missed you guys on my whirlwind tour though town.
I was in town for snowdown and felt really blessed by the powder and Durango. Sat with the lovely Animas energy for a while. Sorry I missed you guys on my whirlwind tour though town.
Help a winter novice out … How do you keep the magic going when the white stuff turns to mucky gray stuff and gets tracked everydamnwhere??
Help a winter novice out … How do you keep the magic going when the white stuff turns to mucky gray stuff and gets tracked everydamnwhere??
Snow sounds so magical to those of us in parts of the country that NEVER get it.
Snow sounds so magical to those of us in parts of the country that NEVER get it.
I was just thinking yesterday, it’s nearly mid February and we’ve only had two snowstorms here in Chicago. And they’re baby versions at that. In two days the snow melted and we’re back to high 30s, even low 40s. Mild winter is lovely but I love my snow! My daughter is actually looking forward to snow play and she’s done it maybe twice all winter. This is not right. (I think I’ve just jinxed my city with this rant. We’ll probably get 20 inches this weekend).
I was just thinking yesterday, it’s nearly mid February and we’ve only had two snowstorms here in Chicago. And they’re baby versions at that. In two days the snow melted and we’re back to high 30s, even low 40s. Mild winter is lovely but I love my snow! My daughter is actually looking forward to snow play and she’s done it maybe twice all winter. This is not right. (I think I’ve just jinxed my city with this rant. We’ll probably get 20 inches this weekend).
It’s true,snow sounds magical in places never experience
snow especially here in asia..
It’s true,snow sounds magical in places never experience
snow especially here in asia..