Sunday I went for a walk in a park. I finished my walk just before the snowfall began. During that walk I found only a few signs of color in a gray, brown, and tan landscape. But later after our small skiff of snow the world looked quite different.
Now I am enjoying
Before and After the Snow
photos from Sunday.
The before the snow images look very November-like to me with that somber dark feel that so many November days carry. Still I found beauty even in the darkness of those images.
And though we only had a skiff of snow Sunday afternoon, the after the snow pictures look like December to me. Though the landscape is still stark, the white patches of snow add a brightness and bring scenes to life.
“I am one of those who has no trouble imagining the sentient lives of trees, of their leaves in some fashion communicating or of the massy trunks and heavy branches knowing it is I who have come, as I always come, each morning, to walk beneath them, glad to be alive and glad to be there.”
― Winter Hours: Prose, Prose Poems, and Poems
I would be happy to have no more snow this December but I know, living in Minnesota, that that is highly unlikely to happen. Still I am thankful to be able to go out for walks in the cold and for the scenes of beauty that unfold all around me.
“All things are meltable, and replaceable. Not at this moment, but soon enough, we are lambs and we are leaves, and we are stars, and the shining, mysterious pond water itself.”
― Winter Hours: Prose, Prose Poems, and Poems
I am especially thankful this week for another before and after — to be feeling better after a long bout of not feeling well. The gifts of being able to walk without pain, to have energy to do fun things, and to be able to eat nourishing food and enjoy it, are indeed gifts to be thankful for.
What before and after are you grateful for today?
May you walk in beauty.
The pond before the snow on Sunday
And after the snow on Sunday
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