14 83% 25% 3mph WNW bar 29.60 steep rise windchill11 Winter
The Full Cold Moon
Snow began in the early morning and it has kept on steady since then. The winter brown where grass had begun to peak through our first snow cover is gone, replaced with a carpet of white. Most of the boulders in our garden tiers have disappeared. It is quiet.
From where I sit as I write this the magnolia, the grey dogwoods, the red and white oaks have changed from their summer green clad to a seasonally appropriate white. These days, the essence of what it means to live in northern latitudes, change the landscape from the faded browns of late fall to a soft and fluffy world of unexpected joys. The bird feeders have small caps of snow.
It may be, at our house, a year without Christmas, but it is not a year without joy or holiness. Both have come today, the second day of winter. Blessed be.
