Quote of the day: “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
A Light Snowfall Covers the Ground
The morning of Thanksgiving Day, Minneapolis basked in unseasonably warm 60 degree weather. Thanksgiving evening brought a snowfall that transformed the landscape to a carpet of white.
I love the way that seasons can seemingly turn in a matter of hours.
Change Happens in the Blink of an Eye
One minute we’re out in our sweatshirts and long sleeves basking in the unseasonably warm weather. The next we’re donning our heavy coats and boots.
All week long I spent as much time as I could outside enjoying our bonus November mild temperatures. Even on Thanksgiving morning I spent a little bit of time out on the deck in between cooking chores. Seeing how quickly the weather turned, I am glad that I took every opportunity to enjoy our late fall “heat wave.”
This morning I braved our 20 degree weather to take a photo walk in French Regional Park. I walked along the same route that I took a few days ago. Everything looks magically different today. I enjoyed seeing the changes the first light snowfall brought to the landscape.
The marsh that was liquid on Thursday morning is fully covered with ice. White snow covers the ground and flocks the cattails with a light frosting of white. There is snow at the edge of Medicine Lake and a light glazing of ice on the sand by the lake. The grass that was green on Tuesday is now looks like a carpet of white.
My love of photography has given me a greater appreciation for small changes, the fleeting nature of life, and the realization that each moment is a unique gift which will never be repeated.
I still don’t welcome the cold with as much grace as I welcome the beauty—Brrrr! The wind off Medicine Lake cut through my down coat and my feet and hands were almost numb by the time I finished my walk.
How do the birds and animals adapt to the cold winters? As I gazed at the gulls, ducks and geese swimming and wading at the edge of Medicine Lake, I noticed that none of them seemed at all perturbed or even affected by the cold. We humans are not so adaptable. And we complain a LOT about a little bit of discomfort.
Watching the animals braving the elements makes me remember to be thankful for all of the comforts of my life—warm home, warm clothes, plenty of food, hot and cold running water—I am so blessed!
May you also be blessed in your life and remember to notice the beauty that surrounds you every minute of every day.
Autumn’s Colors are Frosted with White
What a Difference a Few Days Can Make – Iced Over Marsh
Tree Reflections in Ice
Bird Tracks in Snow
Gulls on the Beach Don’t Seem to Notice the Cold
Storing up food for a long winter
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