A few weeks ago, I wrote this and neglected to post it. Unlike my son, Eric, who seems to love the beauty of all seasons, for me winter is a countdown to spring, and pretty much, only that....
I have never been a fan of winter...or snow....or even Christmas. I start stressing about the entire season already in August and have often wished that I could hide in a closet until it's all over. BUT....when the snow is newly fallen and fresh, the beauty is breathtaking.For the past two days, we've experienced our first heavy lake effect snowfall. Most areas were hit really hard, some worse than others, and some, had hardly a dusting. The snow itself is heavy and last night when I went to bed, I could hear a crackling sound, which turned out to be a tree in our yard that had given way to the weight of the snow. We were awakened at 4am by the sound of a chainsaw.....our neighbor was without electricity because one of his trees had fallen on the wires, and the electric company was cutting the tree away. The sunny morning brought an awesome beauty of a winter wonderland. Everything was covered; the snow covered trees were bowing down and the sound was crisp. Now tell me, how can I not love this grandeur?
1 comment:
Carole.. I really don't mind the winter, yes it's cold and one has a tendency of spending most of the time indoors. but you must admit that there certaintly a beauty that mother nature provides us after a freshly fallen snow fall as your photo's show that you have taken of our yard. Such beauty in nature.
Love Jerry
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