Tuesday, March 22, 2011

White Tufts

It was a beautiful weekend. The sun shone brightly through the crystal blue sky. Birds were out singing their songs and the snow had almost disappeared from our yard. You know that Spring is coming, not because of the blooms appearing on the trees or the grass that begins to poke it's head through the snow. I know that Spring is here because bikes and scooters clutter the neighboring yards. Coats have been nestled away in closets and light sweatshirts are being pulled out. Snow pants, gloves, hats, and boots and starting to get packed away. I look forward to this time of year. Winter is beautiful but it has run its course...or has it?

Today I woke to a winter wonderland. It had snowed all yesterday and the remnants still remained this morning. Little white tufts of fluff clung to the trees, hoping that they could hold on for a little longer. The landscape was painted a fresh coat of white to start over. Creeks still flowed, but you no longer see the rocks cluttered below. Winter has refused to let go in our neck of the woods. He's like a child hanging on to the pole refusing to leave. I hope that Spring can fight her way back. Until then, the snow pants and boots have returned. The shovels have found their place by the door, and the winter coats have resumed their spots in the front of the closet. Spring has come and left...for now!

4 comments:

  1. Oh, I wish we could have a little return out our way! We have had little snow this year & I miss it. Your descriptions are lovely, "little tufts of fluff" and "like a child hanging on to the pole refusing to leave". I hope you can get rid of the winter gear soon.

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  2. Elizabeth,
    We, too, got Spring snow. I love your line, "He's like a child hanging on to the pole refusing to leave." I, too, feel like winter is clinging like an insecure child. I am struck by the beauty, and yet resentful of its presence. Thank you for capturing that feeling with grace and eloquence.
    Happy Writing,
    Erin

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  3. I too like your line of the child hanging onto the pole. You never know when that child will completely let go of his fun and games. The sun is closer, so do not fear.

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  4. That's three of us then who responded to that lovely line! There was a weird feeling about yesterday's snow...we're expecting more tomorrow!

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