With our pending departure from Virginia/D.C. I’ve been reflecting on the change of seasons, and realize that I am going to miss them. Last month we had some snow and I snapped this photograph as it fell. It happened to be a day where I had a ton of errands to run, and the snow was rather an inconvenience-because truth be told, snow is a pain in the bum. However, I caught myself cursing it and realized what a foolish thing that was. Instead I really looked at it, and said a little prayer of gratitude for the beauty it does wrap the world in as it blankets the earth.
I meant to share this picture sooner but this snow fall happened to coincide with the weekend my mom visited, then it was Christmas, and New Years all while getting organized for the move-and I managed to forget all about it.
Yesterday morning as I made the hour drive to have my tattoo done, I was blessed with the early morning-untouched view of snow draped branches and bushes and the beauty it offered me. I lamented on not having my camera with me because I would have loved to get out and snap a few photographs-but it made me recall this simple little one and my desire to share it with you along with one of my favorite winter themed poems…And so, here it is. It is not a apart of my Project 365 (I’ll post today’s picture tomorrow when I’ve got a moment to upload it).
Broken sky mirror,
June is far now,
hold while you can; show
bare of branch
stark of stalk:
ache us to know.
– Winter Vocative by William Bronk