Here We Are Again
Seems like only a short while ago we were enjoying the hot, sunny days of summer. Then in the blink of an eye fall was upon us with cool nights, warm days and breathtaking color. How I wish these seasons would stay with us much longer than they do.
But, that is not to be as we have been so boldly reminded in the past week. Not one winter storm, but two have covered our doorsteps providing us with one more chore to add to the list. Mother Nature has made sure we know winter will soon arrive with a blast of cold arctic wind that can cut through even the hardiest of souls.
As the years pass by I find that I have mixed emotions regarding winter; more of a love-hate relationship. There is nothing to love about the bitter cold cutting through to the bone so you feel as if you will never be warm again. Then there are times we need to shovel 2-3 times in one week so every muscle aches for days. Or, even if you are comfortable driving in the snow, having to be on the road with so many others who will risk your life while they travel at speeds far too fast for the conditions. As if four-wheel drive will save them from going off the road in any situation.
Even though winter is my least favorite, there are still things I can appreciate. The fresh fallen snow on the trees and ground, before anything disturbs the surface, is a beautiful masterpiece. The sun glistening on the frozen lake making the ice sparkle like a smooth sheet of glass. And, the sunset on a cold evening, so different from any other time of year.
So, as I lament over the cold and snow for the next few months, I will remind myself to look for the beauty to take me through the long winter. Before I know it we will arrive at spring once again.
But, that is not to be as we have been so boldly reminded in the past week. Not one winter storm, but two have covered our doorsteps providing us with one more chore to add to the list. Mother Nature has made sure we know winter will soon arrive with a blast of cold arctic wind that can cut through even the hardiest of souls.
As the years pass by I find that I have mixed emotions regarding winter; more of a love-hate relationship. There is nothing to love about the bitter cold cutting through to the bone so you feel as if you will never be warm again. Then there are times we need to shovel 2-3 times in one week so every muscle aches for days. Or, even if you are comfortable driving in the snow, having to be on the road with so many others who will risk your life while they travel at speeds far too fast for the conditions. As if four-wheel drive will save them from going off the road in any situation.
Even though winter is my least favorite, there are still things I can appreciate. The fresh fallen snow on the trees and ground, before anything disturbs the surface, is a beautiful masterpiece. The sun glistening on the frozen lake making the ice sparkle like a smooth sheet of glass. And, the sunset on a cold evening, so different from any other time of year.
So, as I lament over the cold and snow for the next few months, I will remind myself to look for the beauty to take me through the long winter. Before I know it we will arrive at spring once again.
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