More Snow...really???

Waking up to more snow on April 4th is not what I had in mind as little # 3 has to trek through the mountains to go back to school.  Of course, if she hadn't been playing around all weekend, she would've listened to the 'rents and gone back before the snow started!  But heck, what do we know?  We are just the PARENTS, who know nothing!!! 

Poor geese are soooo confused!

Of course, after her white-knuckle driving experience that took her much, much longer than normal, she has arrived safely back on campus...just in time to go to work!  Don't ya just love it???

 

So, take a stroll around the pond with me...but bundle up, cause Baby it's cold outside!

THINKING SPRING....REAL HARD!!!    ALOHA!  

Winter's Art

As I complained about not getting any snow in the last few storms, people said to me, "Be careful what you wish for!"  And so it is...while we did not get nearly as much as neighboring towns or even states, we did finally get to see the beauty of a winter snow fall.  

Winter's Art

Winter is a poet who,

    in quiet meditation, 

                       writes of mountains blanketed

             by white precipitation.

   Winter is an artist, too, 

            and softly draws the scene

                of stillness in a frozen pond

           against a silent screen.

Winter's a musician,

       and if we're listening,

                                     the grace-note of God's love is played

                           which no one's voice can sing. 

                                                                                                ~ Frankie Davis Oviatt   

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Gratitude in the Snow

Yes, the practice of gratitude is especially important when the Universe connects us through the various attributes of Mother Nature.  On this day before we celebrate Thanksgiving here in the northeast United States, the wet snow falls...ok, dumps is more like it because it's coming down really fast.  Yet, I walk outside to feel the wetness as I raise my face and hands to the sky and Give Thanks for all that is NOW!

    “I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite — only a sense of existence. ”

 –Henry David Thoreau

Warm at Heart

Just be...

The ice age continues to challenge us here in the Northeast United States, and I am warmed by the idea of being connected to the lovely people around the world who are experiencing their normal sunny and tropical temperatures.  Especially those lovely folks in Hawaii who are sending out their Aloha Spirit for me to tap into.  Strumming my ukulele helps with those vibes.

This monster icicle, that hangs off of the building in which I work was calling to me.  It is beautiful in its own right, and continues to grow; at least 12 feet as it is now!  It has such amazing texture with ridges and bumps and tiny little droplets at the ends.  If only the sun were shining to capture its true beauty. 

The snow continues to fall.

I was careful not to stand directly underneath it, but was so mesmerized by the life and character that is beaming from this sculpture of Mother Nature, that I just had to get up close and personal.  That the corner of the roof where it hangs hasn't broken off with all the weight, is a sign of a good and wholesome spirit that is embedded in this version of Water...the source of life.

 Yes, the beauty of Mother Nature has a story of warmth to express...from the heart directly to the soul! Tune in.  It's meaning is as clear as this ice...let all thoughts go and enjoy your true purpose of life!

  Awaken to your very own glory! Don't think...just be!!!