Monday, December 31, 2012
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.