“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.”

Mother Nature has blessed us with another lovely day. Though not as warm as yesterday, it is still in the high 50’s, breezy and sunny. Every time the breeze blows more leaves fall and the trees become barer. I kept the front door opened and stood for a while watching the leaves flying and twirling in miniature eddies. I can see my neighbor’s deck for the first time since the beginning of summer. Fall has begun its annual wrap up to make way for winter.

I have never had the urge to go south for the winter. I am a New Englander who abides all four seasons. Admittedly, winter is my least favorite for the cold, not the snow. Ever since I was a little kid I have loved snow. I’d stand at the picture window, my head resting on my hands bent at the elbows, and watch the snow fall lit by the streetlight below my house. I could see individual flakes in the light. Sometimes they fell sideways blown by the wind. The street would disappear. I’d see the hand-rail but not the steps which led to the sidewalk now buried under snow. My father’s car was a mound of snow. When it was time, I’d go to bed hoping for a snow day, hoping to hear the whistle blasts from the fire station announcing no school. That would give me a whole day to play in the snow, to sled down the hill and to have a snowball fight.

I still love watching the snow. I go from front door to back door to see how much has fallen. My deck disappears and sometimes I can’t get the door open. I worry for poor Gracie who tries to get out but the snow is too deep for her. Sometimes I brush away enough for her to get right outside the door where she barely squats before running right back into the house.

The morning after a snowstorm, before the plows and shovelers, is always beautiful. The snows glints in the sun like diamonds. Everyone is still housebound and the snow lies untouched. It is why I stay here in the water.

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6 Comments on ““It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I love snow a lot better now that I’m retired. It’s pretty. I love to photograph it. I love to play in it. If I didn’t have to move it out of the way, I’d love it more. But I’m still not looking forward to it. Let the autumn linger.

    Today is sunny and breezy with some periods of clouds blocking the sun now and then. I’m not doing walnuts today. Two days of that has pretty much done in all my parts. I cleaned the stove instead and waited for the Peapod delivery. I’m contemplating having the lawn guys clean up the rest of the walnuts.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I have Skip who shovels and plows so I get to admire the beauty of the snow without having to do any of the work. All I do is write the check.

      It was a beautiful day today. We didn’t get the clouds. My lawn guy came and blew then cut the lawn for the last time. Skip is coming Monday to close the deck down. I am doing Peapod Sunday for Monday as I have friends coming Wednesday so I’ll be baking and cooking on Tuesday.

      Enjoy the weather!

  2. olof1 Says:

    I don’t mind if it is cold but I really don’t like the snow and really never have. Yes I think it is beautiful when it falls down in the weak light from my garage or the lamp outside my entrance door but I really don’t like it on the ground. I like it in photographs too 🙂

    Grey and gloomy all day here but fairly nice anyway. It will be much the same tomoroow and perhaps a bit sunny on Sunday but they’ll have time to change those predictions yet 🙂

    I hope Your back is ok again!

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      I don’t generally mind the cold except when it is so cold you can hardly breathe. My backyard looks wonderful covered in snow. Gracie doesn’t mind unless it is too deep then I have my guy shovel a path for her.

      We’re going to have nice weather though at least Sunday. It will even be in the 60’s that day. It will be the last day to spend time on the deck as Skip is coming to close it on Monday.

      Have a great Friday!

  3. Richard Says:

    Well, here in Memphis we’re awaiting the Wet Blessings of Mother Nature to give us a Liquid Hallow’een tomorrow. Weather is finally beginning to get on the ‘crispy’ side, with low humidity (except for tomorrow) and cooler temps. Leaves have already turned and they’re falling at an ever-increasing pace. That means it won’t be long until the trees are my favorite color: Leafless. Why is that, you ask? Simple: It means we’re almost in Winter, my favorite season.

    As a flatland bayou boy from LA, I hated the oppressive pervasive wetness that seemed to extend from Jan. 1 to Dec. 31, with the only change being the temperature increase in summer. Or, to use the names we had for our Two Seasons: ‘Hot’ and ‘Hotter.’

    It was only after moving to Memphis after Katrina that I got to experience the full Four Seasons. I only saw snow twice in New Orleans – once in ’57 and once in (I think) ’92. The later snowfall that caught the city by surprise actually put the Fear of Gawd! into drivers. For one of the first (and probably only) time in my driving life there, I saw drivers scared enough to actually leave 10 car-lengths between vehicles. Well, except for one yahoo that insisted on doing a ‘spin-out’ on ice from the stoplight.

    I’ve learnt since being in an area that gets visited by the Snow Monster on a more-frequent basis that there’s a reason products like ‘HEET’ are sold at Wal-Mart. The stuff works. If it’s just snow – and not ice – on the ground, I’ll walk to the car and spray the doorframe and windshield with it and wait maybe five minutes. That’s all it takes to make it soft enough to remove with a wide plastic fish-turner from the kitchen. Only thing that’s a bit irritating is waiting for the engine to come up to temperature so I can turn the heater on.

    I am so looking forward to the first snow of the year … I’m lucky in that I can set up my camera on a tripod on my porch and take photos of it as it falls. After that, it’s all fair game for Photoshop and some compositing. Well, at least until the next snowfall …

    • katry Says:

      Richard,
      Our fall weather is about the best Mother Nature can give us. Today will be in the high 50’s while it will be in the mid 60’s most of the week. I think we’ve had a frost I must’ve slept through as some of the deck flowers are dead, not brown dead but frost dead.

      The two years in Ghana are the only times I didn’t have snow or winter. During what would have been winter, I had the dry season with no rain for months and dirt turning to dust and being blown about during the harmattan.

      When the snow hits unlikely spots for snow, I love watching the news and seeing drivers trying to figure out how to drive. Only a few inches of the white stuff closes down Washington, D.C. We here are always amazed at that.

      When I worked, I always had to clear off my windshield and my back and side windows, the one thing I really hate about winter. It was always dark out and freezing.

      I have safety paws de-icer for the dog so I use it on the front and back steps so she won’t slide, especially the back stairs as they are so high.

      I always take pictures of the snow, and in a huge storm, I take the same place many times so I can show how high the snow has gotten; however, I am not looking forward to the first storm!!


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