Tuesday, January 11, 2011

snow day

The other morning, feathery puffs fell from the sky. Our first snow of the year. And now sticks of ice cling to the edges of roofs.

It has been a while since I've seen a proper icicle.

The children could not resist and insisted I snap off more than a few.
Marvelous things, icicles. The snow quite lovely as well.

The snow, now crunchy and riddled with holes down to the grass where footsteps fell, still holds a bit of magic. The children even now rush to the window to see what remains.

As for me, I can not help but step out into the clean winter air in the wee hours to see the glow, to hear the peace...