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Thursday, February 11, 2010
The snow is high past my knees, and many of the roads here are not yet plowed, but this morning, with a bad case of cabin fever, I set out. I think I live in one of the world's prettiest places. It's not exotic. It's not nearly perfect. I don't often belong. But when snow falls and wind blows I can walk within 30 minutes to a scene like this—all open space and blue. I can count the stripes between the trees, and I can talk to myself about the novel I am writing or about a problem that is tricking through my mind.
I passed just five cars in a 90 minute walk this morning. The silence was gorgeous.
12 comments:
That is gorgeous, but I'll take my non-snowy weather, thank you very much!
All of your photos are so beautiful..
Wow--incredible! I'm always amazed at people's snow pictures, since I've never lived in a snowy environment myself. There's a part of me that longs to experience it just for a bit, though...
what a lovely place.
I crave the quiet that comes with snow. I imagine you might too.
Those are magical walks full of inspiration and serenity. How wonderful!
Stunning! And, your mention of the stripes between the trees ... that's exactly what they look like! What a wonderful morning you had (and great exercise trudging through all that snow! :-)
Sounds lovely. And your pictures of the snow and ice are such a treat!
That's a beautiful photo. I love the stripes.
Lovely -- I keep meaning to spend an afternoon on the Main Line shooting buildings and houses.
I don't think I ever appreciated the outdoors, as much as I do now that I'm deaf. There is something wrapped in majesty and ethereal beauty in the silence when you tread through the woods. (Hugs)Indigo
I love the stillness and peace in this photo, and I love that you find those moments for yourself.
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