For all practical purposes, we are snowbound! At times, I can't see the houses across the street through the swirling snow. The wind howls around the corners of our house and through the evergreens. Birds are flocking to the bird feeders. The watchful squirrel already has made off with the extra waffle Clem tosses outside for him - or her.
My photographer's heart itches to be out taking pictures. I console myself that this snow will not make for good images, because the wind will not let it remain where it falls. And I marvel at a sky as white as the snow. Strange how we have built in automatic responses, dependent on where in the world we live. When people here are asked the color of the sky, the first response that comes is blue. Grass is green, even though the ornamental grasses that stand all winter are subtle shades of brown. Such assumptions we live with - to reassure ourselves of the earth's stability.
I am grateful for my own warm home and a pantry stocked with options. Being able to simply enjoy this blast of cold and snow from the north. But I can't forget not everyone is so fortunate. My heart goes out to those who are homeless in this fierce weather. My ever present hope that there will come a time when everyone has the basics of life. And only the young at heart fall down laughing in snow drifts.
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