I am so happy. Being stuck inside a warm home, the wind howling, the trees and stems and spent flowers topped in snow, cardinals dashing from cedar to seed -- it is overwhelmingly gorgeous and energizing. When I get my full measure of each season I feel more complete, more whole, more part of my home. Today I feel a measure of this:
through autumn we hear a double voice: one says everything is ripe; the
other says everything is dying. The paradox is exquisite. We feel what
the Japanese call 'aware'--an almost untranslatable word meaning
something like 'beauty tinged with sadness.'" — Gretel Erlich in The
Solace of Open Spaces
Pictures of Saturday's sticky 1" of snow, then the last image of what is between 6-8" this morning.
So beautiful! We finally received some rain, for which I'm very grateful, but it's no where near as pretty as your snow! (It doesn't insulate either which, with the wind howling and the temperatures dropping down near 10 degrees F, would be particularly nice tonight.)
We've had some snow here, but I don't think it even measured as much as one inch. However, it has made me feel as if I am having a "proper" winter.
You guys come over. It's 37 and sunny and as delightful as June out back. We'll have tea.
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