After seeing a glimpse of Spring on Monday & Tuesday, Mother Nature decided our winter and snow was not over yet. But this time she gave us a glorious, magical snowfall. The kind of snowfall that can spell danger for possible heart attacks because it is filled with ice crystals and wet, wet snow. As beautiful as it may look, it is the worst kind for clean-up. But since I am not part of the clean-up crew my perspective is more positive. I am seeing pure beauty. You know the kind of snow I am talking about, the kind that clings to everything it touches leaving behind blankets of pure white snow.
Now we have had our fair share of snow this past winter....what am I saying fair share??? I mean we have almost topped the all-time record for snow this year, but it has always been that light puffy snow, easily removed, but not the good snow-ball - snow man making kind of snow. I need to go on a treasure hunt to find some good home-made snowmen, but unfortunately I think because everybody is so fed up with winter and snow, that not even good packin' snow is enticing many to venture out as it would have earlier in the year. Even the ducks and geese are ready for this winter to "be gone"...
Well, it is now Saturday, didn't even finish this post that I began on Wednesday....oh inspiration please return. Even tho I have moaned and complained (and by the way I am definitely not the only one complaining about this winter, just to be clear) one good thing that has returned to my life is my love of reading. There was a time that I literally devoured books, finish one, immediately start another. But then, something happened, don't know what, I stopped reading. Well, not completely, but the only books I read for probably the last 4 years was whatever my book club was reading for the month. And many times I skipped those. Books enrich your life, so why did I stop? Still a mystery to me....but anyway with this lengthy winter I began reading again and it's brought me a lot of the joy I used to feel as I read good books. I love the way some authors can just literally mesmerize you with their style of writing, their way with the written word. And with the lightweight of the Kindle it makes it easier to hold books for long periods of time. I gotta admit as this aging process takes over my body, the arthritis in my fingers has progressed to the point where it just downright hurts to hold a book, especially a hard back book for long stretches. I still would prefer to have the "real" book sitting by my bedside table, but for comfort and ease I have fully embraced my kindle.
Spring is on it's way....slowly, very slowly. After the wet snowfall we had on Tuesday night, it began to warm-up again with the melting snow piles getting smaller. And ofcourse the mud, and the dirty paws, but that comes with Spring, part of the ritual. The birds are returning, you can see them gathering bits to begin their nesting, green is beginning to make an appearance underneath the melted snow. I know winter is not over yet, but at least we are on the downhill swing.
And one last pic.....I couldn't resist. The only thing that Cinder cannot pass up is a piece of paper that has fallen on the floor. A napkin, a paper-towel brings Cinder to inspect and and begin to rip and chew until I stop her with just a word. She usually does this in secret, but somehow one of the "pieces" caught on her tooth and there was no hiding the guilt. It's like the proverbial "kid caught with the hand in the cookie jar".
Do more than belong: participate.
Do more than care: help.
Do more than believe: practice.
Do more than be fair: be kind.
Do more than forgive: forget.
Do more than dream: work. ~ William Arthur Ward
Until next time.....