no shadow here.... phew

i wonder how much time each year i'm hopeing for winter....the snow that is. i've finally realized that it is only the snow that i long for...

the bright white across my view.... the discovery that each snow fall is different and holds it's own special place... does it cover every tree branch which is a picture of heaven on earth... is the snow packable so that i can make a snowball or is it perfect to roll for the snowman.... or is it a dry snow, which exsists like dust, just blows...or is it to hard that you cannot sled on.... in the early morning of a snow you can follow the footprints of the night animals that have passed through and see where their burrow is...

i find that i like to watch the roads change too... from the covering to the clean plowed... to even the driven through and the sides of the plowed snow have turned black from the traffic.... there are so many things to find of interest on a snowy day...

but it is the snow that i love.... not the cold.... cold without snow, why? it makes me long for spring and to the budding of my garden...

a short winter for us.... our groundhog didn't see his shadow...