Monday, December 31, 2012

Snow Art



Whenever the snow sticks to everything as it has done the past few days you can about count on it that you will soon have wind and lots of it....or maybe, once in a while, rain....

This time both storms resulted in every single blade of grass, tree limb, and even animals, being quite coated. Even the burdocks looked like cotton balls with teeth. 

And since it is much too cold to rain, here comes the wind. 

The wind is an artist. It carves the soft comfort of mounded snow into harsh, sharp edges, glaring bright with slanting light, and glittering in the evening moonlight.

It is a sculptor of the fantastic, leaving wonder in its wake, and a dancer across the highways, jitterbugging skirts ashake. 

It weaves the light fantastic on the way home from family Christmas fun and music, but it hides sweeping treachery beneath. One tomfool, damnfool skates right through a busy field of it. There is ice underneath you turkey...he nearly slides right into us. Jade 'n' Liz are good team drivers...Jade has the wheel, but Liz is watching too.... they miss him by a whisker (a kinda small kitten's whisker at that) and we arrive home safe and happy.

I think I will stay home tonight.

9 comments:

Woodswalker said...

Ah Marianne, nobody says it quite like you do! Thanks for this vivid account. It's always a pleasure to read your posts.

Rev. Paul said...

I love it when you wax poetic. The word pictures you draw are exquisite.

Jan said...

Love your word pictures. Sounds like a good night to stay home and have a quiet greeting to the new year. We will be asleep. We found long ago that the new year could come in without us.

Cathy said...

I'm going to read this again for a favorite line. How to choose! How to choose!

So glad Jade and Liz are OK.

Cathy said...

" . . . the burdocks looked like cotton balls with teeth."

You have to live close to the land, and love it - to write lines like that.

Observing the moon the last few nights . . it's occurred to me that city folks are deprived of so much beauty, so much magic.

Terry and Linda said...

You are a word smith! Happy New Year tomorrow!

Linda
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threecollie said...

WW, thank you so much for your kind thoughts. Seems as if I see in words sometimes....

Rev. Paul, thank you sir!

Cathy, thank you, dear friend. I often think the same about city vs rural. Out here in the country all you have to do is open your mind and look...no standing in line for a ticket, no calling ahead for reservations. It is all just there, awaiting appreciation.

Linda, thank you! And Happy New Year to you and all your folks and friends too. It is a delight to know you and visit from afar!

dennisranch said...

Ahhh... you are a great wordsmith.... Blessings on you and Yours in this New Year...

threecollie said...

Robert, thank you so much sir. I hope things go well in the coming year for your family as well.