"Leaves like rusty tin
for the desolate mind that has seen the end—
the barest glimmerings.
Leaves aswirl with gullsmade wild by winter."
(On a Ray of Winter Light)
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"When the ice of winter holds the house in its rigid grip, when curtains are drawn against that vast frozen waste of landscape, almost like a hibernating hedgehog I relish the security of being withdrawn from all that summer ferment that is long since past. Then is the time for reappraisal: to spread out, limp and receptive, and let garden thoughts rise to the surface. They emerge from some deep source of stillness which the very fact of winter has released."
Comments
Cindy
At tomes I feel like Osler in wanting to hibernate and draw closed the curtains against the winter. :}
Beautiful pics. I really need to get better with my camera!
xoxo Tyra
That is quite a bit of snow to rejoice the winter heart. It does make me long for a good ski vacation. Ahhhh... powdery snow and knit caps.
I can see how dreaming of the garden would come in handy.
Meems @ Hoe and Shovel
I love your montage of winter snow scenes.
Cameron
Oh dear Kathryn, hush :) I know, beneath the frozen tundra and blanket of snow, beauty sleeps.
Hi dear Beckie ~ I actually love winter though not as much as spring :), especially now that the days are getting longer.
Thank you, Rob. I've been thinking of you and do hope you are faring better with your weather!
Thank you, dear Tyra ~ wish I could share some of this beautiful snow with you ... and a day of showshoeing together would be fun:)
Many Sleeping Beauties are snoozing under that blanket of snow, Meems. I'm always in awe in spring when they awaken, stretch, and begin poking their noses up!
Thanks Cameron. Although a bit on the frigid side, this winter has been beautiful. Like the quote in my previous post, "Things are beautiful if you love them."
Thanks Philip ~ alway a joy meeting new friends :)
Frances
Fun note, Frances ~ lots of reappraisal swirling around in this limp ol' body also :)
A blanket of fresh snow is a blessing covering brown bleakness, is't it Kim?
Thanks Wildlife and also for the book tip ... sounds perfect and right up my alley!
Katarina
Spring still feels mighty far away.
Thank you, dear Naturegirl. Often hidden, each day is a gift ... beauty lives in the eye of the beholder. But spring will come, it always does, another chapter in our lives :)
Hi Jill-O and thanks for visiting :)
A joy meeting you, Maria, and thank you for your enchanting comment. Please do return ... new friends are a delight :)