As a young person, fun in the snow was the main
attraction of the winter season I so loved. Adults said to me “just wait until
you have to drive in or shovel it.” Some people don’t like winter because they
think everything looks dead and ugly. Others consider snow an unmentionable
word.
Even with their relative inconveniences I deeply
appreciate and enjoy all the seasons. Fall is probably my favorite with its
golden light, rich colors, crisp air, and fragrant ripe apples! Winter is next,
even though I am an adult who has to deal with the hardships it brings.
To me winter is when the earth is at rest, simply sleeping
under its cozy white blanket of snow. My mind’s eye envisions seeds and plant
life underneath regenerated by their slumber just waiting for it to warm up so
as to spring back to life!
I love how this white blanket softens the edges of our
landscape and covers over a multitude of imperfections. I still enjoy playing
in the snow or just watching the dogs gleefully plow and submarine through it!
I love watching snowflakes float gently earthward like so many down feathers,
landing as soft as a whisper, fascinated by the thought that each delicate
crystal that has ever fallen since time began is unique from any other. I love
the giant shimmering icicles that form along the roofs edge. I love how even on
a cloudy day that pure white blanket reflects light and seems to brighten life.
I love nights when the snow is awash in silvery moonlight. I love the glorious
blue-sky days when practically blinded by the sun’s reflection on the sparkling
surface, but oh how good it feels on the eyes! I love how quiet and peaceful
the world around seems as the snow muffles sound.
As spring steadily approaches, I think how I will miss the
snowy white blanket, but also how I will revel in the beauties of new life
springing forth in their characteristic noisy fashion!
