spring snow
traces a loving line
through the woods
across the river
takes complex routes
along the shoreline
and comes
to a rest
a chance to breathe
and listen
and see
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15 comments:
Winter, my least favorite season. Snow, my least favorite event. Yet you give it life, personality, and make me see the beauty...make me stop, like your snow and "breathe, listen, and see."
As always, beautiful, Steven!
Hi Steven
I love this post too...
the spring snow is mapping out a route of love...the love of nature following its course, the love of Steven for the beauty in nature, the love of your readers for their appreciation of a thing of beauty and awe...the love of the readers for your efforts and an eye that follows the wayward signs and signals of the natural world...
and for the love of life itself...life fulfilling the plan of life...
Happy days
Another beautiful set of words and images Steven. The snowy remnants above the water is quietly telling, reminding us that things which once appeared to be substantial will change and decay, eventually to simply flow away. Wonderful stuff as usual!
hello rick! thankyou. i would have to agree that winter is my least favourite season also but i've come to terms with it by dressing appropriately and then seeking out the beauty for myself and sharing it 'round. have a peaceful windy spring day. steven
delwyn - wow thankyou for your very generous comment. it is about love. the love that connects everything. have a peaceful evening. steven
hey sid! great to see you - i know you've been busy! thanks for the kind comment - about an hour after this photos were taken the sun came out for about forty five minutes and melted quite a bit of this away. gone. back to the earth, back to the river. i was glad to see it when i did. have a lovely whitley bay day. steven
We have my son in law's parents and brothers from Germany staying with us at the moment, and although the days are not perfect to these four stalwarts from Europe our climate is positively tropical.
I say this in the context of reading one post after the other from your side of the world and continually seeing more evidence of cold even as spring is here for you. Thanks for your perseverance, Steven.
My comment was going to be that this snowfall looks so temporary and then you had addressed that very fact in the comments. One last dusting to coax the wee sprouts of green?
Hi steven, it seems you're able to hear the invitation to come in, sit down, pause, and listen to what the woods have to say to us. They love us, don't they? and want us to love them back. So much to learn from the many beings in the woods. so much.
I love winter but as you are a summer loving Leo, I'm hoping that the snow soon melts and that the long days bring warmth to you.
Beautiful pictures. Did you take them the day you were jumping back and forth across the river? Fantastic.
I have so loved your wintry woodsy walks. I'll miss them once spring arrives.
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hello elisabeth - well it is cold here until april or may. cold being anything around zero or a few degrees above. this morning i biked to school in plus one celsius, heavy rain and a strong wind in my face. i don't mind it though because at least i get to be outside under my own power. steven
hello golden west - well there'll be dustings for a little while i imagine although this was a really nice one!! steven
These are just beautiful graphic images Steven. But still I'm hoping that the white stuff disappears so you can enjoy some spring weather soon.
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