I know it's a bit
childish to love the snow as much as I do. After all, heavy snowfalls
often make the power go out. Ordinary people have to drive to work,
risking life and limb on icy roadways in the process. And everything
outdoors takes three times as much energy when there's snow on the
ground.
But walking through a
snowy landscape makes me feel like I've invaded an artist's pen-and-ink
canvas. Tree trunks rise out of nothingness, lonely blades of grass look
like quick strokes of a pen, and even the ordinary appears
extraordinary when viewed against the blank slate of a good coat of
snow.
Surprising layers of light and dark appear, like this wave pattern beneath our footbridge.
And the truly important
parts of our landscape --- the living beings who usually blend in with
brown winter leaves --- stand out exactly the way they ought.
So I'm afraid you're due
for a few more pretty-snow-picture posts in the days ahead. This series
is from Friday morning, after Wednesday's two inches had mostly melted
and been replaced by another 4.6 inches Thursday night. I hope you're
enjoying the beauty of your snow (if you have any) as well!