.... the blizzard that was supposed to rage onto my little homestead last night didn't fully materialize..... instead, I awoke to a thin, dry, crystalline dusting of fine white powder piled in haphazard nooks dotted around the lawn..... looking out the window, the sky is grey and sunless.... and the sound of the central heating unit struggling against the 20 degree weather is subtly vibrating my coffee cup.....

... it's definitely the kind of morning where one should just check the curtains, grumble a bit, and then burrow deeply into a set of flannel sheets and pretend to be a groundhog....

.... they probably have the right idea anyway, those groundhogs.....

.... what I miss most during these winter days is color.... there is a vibrancy that comes with the bursting of springtime greenery, summer skies, and autumn's leaves that is just plain missing when it comes to winter.... sure, there are the occasional bright days.... but after the sparkling lights of the holidays are boxed up and taken down - and after all of the poinsettias, tinsel, and wrapping papers are removed, well, it's a long haul through January, February, and March.....

.... I wish that the blizzard had actually come, really..... after having spent so many years in Alaska and Scotland, I am beginning to miss having snow around once in a while....

... there is a certain kind of meaning or purpose that comes from a heavy snowfall... it provides an obstacle.... something which must be overcome during the course of your day.... a sign that winter is In Charge and must be dealt with..... a pain in the ass, sure.... but it provides you with a focus that a dull gray sky just can't quite muster.... after all, wintertime is all about the struggle to reach spring.... the groundhogs certainly know that......

.... I wish that it had snowed last night.....

.... then again, perhaps I am wrong.... maybe the very absence of color in itself is The Test of a Southern Winter..... who knows?...... still though, I wish that it had snowed....

by Eric on January 17, 2008 | Bullshit (9) | TrackBack (0) | Thinking
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My two cents: I agree with you on all of this, though, I find that winter sunrises and sunsets, especially when looking out over the horizon of the ocean, are quite beautiful, and, when The Chips of Nature fall, provide a stunning balance.

It's kind of like the philosophy, that, if you don't have a little bad in life, it might be very difficult to discern the good.

Bullshitted by Erica on January 17, 2008 10:17 AM

Interesting post lad I find that once we get snow up here in the Nort it can get depressing with dark dreary days without a nice blizzard or two to change the landscape

Bullshitted by Dan Toom on January 17, 2008 12:58 PM

I think a place needs to lose its color for the color to be truly appreciated when it comes back. An 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' thing.

Bullshitted by Bou on January 17, 2008 03:35 PM

Yeah, what Dan T said. Grey is grey, snow or no. Why you think Joe, from Joe vs. the Volcano, had that Polynesian girl lamp that did the hula dance in color, shakin' that thang once the bulb heated up?

Hell man, for what it's worth to you, I wish it would've snowed there too. I mean a crap load of it. Then we could've looked for video of you drivin' around with a toboggan on your noggin with the top down in Sylvia(if you could get her out of the driveway and down the road), singin' Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.... in full runnin' shine in the wintertime mode.

Bullshitted by RedNeck on January 17, 2008 05:46 PM

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Mr. Frost

Bullshitted by Jay- the friendly neighborhood piper on January 17, 2008 05:51 PM

Hey Eric,
I tried to email you but the message was undeliverable. Do any of you guys know anything about Mt Carmel, TN? My best friend is thinking of retiring there.

Bullshitted by Alaska Kim on January 17, 2008 06:45 PM

It's amazing how the combination of snow and winter skies can wash all the color out of a landscape.

But sometimes, not all the color. Check out the photograph in this post at Verbatim.

Amazing how that one splash of yellow reminds you that winter can't leach all the life from you...

Bullshitted by Elisson on January 18, 2008 03:41 PM

Dude, you are welcome to all the snow you can truck out of here. Except for that amount the guys from the state up North use to make snow tires.

Bullshitted by Cappy on January 18, 2008 08:28 PM

That, Sir, is why people have been forcing bulbs to bloom. All hail the hyacinth, bringer of February sanity.

Bullshitted by LauraB on January 19, 2008 07:59 PM