Anticipation

Anticipating a snow storm... waiting for the peace it brings. It makes all things right in the world, softening all of the hard edges. I wonder at those who live where there is no such mother nature wonder to delight in. I have lived in Florida twice, where there was no snow, and Christmas just was not the same. I found myself longing for the white cloak covering all, sending every creature to hole and home, awaiting the warm blanket of sleek silk soon to come, erasing every imperfection. There is just nothing else like it, one of our most amazing super conscious creations. I am longing for spring, but I do welcome this last burst of winter, maybe the last, but we have had blizzards in April after all. I remember them well. Time for watching out the windows, eating hot soup and feeling cozy and warm, sheltered from the storm. Isn't that a Bob Dylan song?

We are anticipating, watching and waiting, as it will start soon! I must take some pictures to remember it by, for those long relentless summer days, when no such peace will offer itself, when all things will race at an unbelievable pace deep into the night, when the traffic's dull drone on the express way miles away will invade the moon lit nights yearning for the quiet that can't be found in this, our civilized world, not until the next winter season if we are so lucky to live that long.