|Facing east before sunrise|
Just a couple of nights ago we had a warm front full of moisture blow in, bringing with it major storms and tornadoes. I haven't seen a sky like that since I was stationed in Oklahoma when I was in the Army. After my roommate and I battened down the hatches, and put our vehicles, and critters, in the garage, I went outside to watch the show the sky was putting on. It was awesome to behold.
It's been strange weather we've had goin' on here. This winter has not really been a winter. Trees started budding about a month or so ago, bulbs began shooting up out of the ground, pets are shedding their winter fur, bees and ants have awakened early, and frogs are singing out of season. I've jokingly said to some, "It's like Mother Earth is in menopause or something...all moody, with hot flashes."
Putting the strangeness of the weather aside, today is a snow day, and I don't know about you, but there is something about new snow that lifts my spirits, and just like I felt when I was a child, delight and wonder filled me, and I had to be in it.
My roommate opted out of making a snow angel, but I couldn't help myself. It's been years since I made one, the last time...well, that's another story. Today, I plopped myself down on the ground, and fanned my arms and legs in and out, and viola! Snow Angel! The cold against my backside, the crunchy sound, the scent of the clean, clean air, the morning sky smiling down on me, snowflakes kissing my face...my God, I felt my heart lift, and a much needed laugh bubbled up and out from the depth of me, shaking loose the stress of the past few weeks.
|Facing my direction|