Spring snow, fantastic to walk on – some semblance of traction is reassuring.
Perfect snowball makin’ but nobody to throw to …
Perfect for snowman making but nobody to do that for/with.
I love that shade – uniquely giving meaning to the term Snow White; what was so unusual on Wednesday morning with corn-snow (skiers know what I mean) consistency underfoot and the brightness of that whiteness though overcast-enness …
The dirt, grunge and gray remnants of winter and spring-thaw-things suddenly covered completely with white, as if everything foul or ugly looking was erased. Of course we know it is all there just beneath the surface waiting to be explored another day. Much like people under cover of clothes and smiling faces – we keep so much of ourselves and our lives from view. We know it is there but we prefer to keep it under cover, under wraps. Sometimes too much so. Sometimes just enough so. Too often, too little. There is so much we can learn from a spring snow …
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