Monday, December 10, 2012

Sunlight Through the Pines



Well, I got my wish. Several inches of soft new snow is resting all around me. But the best part is waking up to clear blue skies. And I do mean blue.

Yesterday, while on a walk with Buddy, I heard what I thought was a hawk somewhere across the river. While I listened, a pair of trumpeter swans silently crossed the road above us, their ethereal bodies blending with the soft gray sky. I watched them, like a prayer, as they passed, and then turned my attention to the sound coming from the river where the hawk was now circling. He floated above us for a few seconds, then we watched as he glided over the treetops and out of sight.

This morning, as I watch the sunlight coming through the pines, creating shadows on the snow, patterns as fine as any found on this planet, I know life is kind and good, and this clear blue morning is as sweet as any morning that's ever been.








The photograph is of my back yard this morning.

28 comments:

  1. I thought of you as it snowed here all day yesterday. We got 14 inches here, and it's a regular winter wonderland. But my favorite moment was just before noon today, when the sun came out. What a treat.

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    1. Wow. You scored! The sun was so bright and those skies so blue. It was wonderful! But cold.

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  2. I'm glad the snow came for you!!

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    1. Thank you. It's beautiful! I see you got some, too.

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  3. Love the photo and post, although I am a bit partial to Willy's version of Blue Skies. Here's to the season's first snow angel.

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    1. I almost posted Willie's version... it is nice. To snow angels!

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  4. I'm jealous! Our snow barely covered the grass. Was 9 below this morning. Not walking about weather. I hope we get some of that beautiful white stuff up here before Christmas. Enough to cover the earth in a deep sparkling blanket. ;)

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    1. It is cold. But the blue sky balances it out, for now.... :)

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  5. How young Doris Day is in these photos. I love this version of Blue Skies.

    As to the snow, and the trumpeter swans and watching them like a prayer, how great it all is, Teresa. Our daughter and grandaughter in MN had some fun in the new snow, playing in it, pretending to be deer.

    Down here, we are breaking lack of snowfall records. Sigh.

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    1. I had not heard her version and liked it immediately. I love the snow. It makes it easier when I don't have to leave my place. :)

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  6. We had half an inch of rain. Lucky you!

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  7. The first snow of the year is a blessing. Trumpeter swans in the sky! Perhaps a gaggle of snow geese next time. Liked this a lot!

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    1. Trumpeter swans winter just a ways south of here and every so often they pass over. It's quite a sight.

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    2. Last night I dreamed that I was following some snow geese. Evidently I was flying behind them. This morning I woke up and realized why I had this dream, your post!

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    3. Oh, Bill, flying with the snow geese...how wonderful is that?

      Interesting: yesterday, a friend shared a vision of flying as though one with a butterfly, and I shared my vision of flying as one with a crow. Now , you and the snow geese...life is so darn cool.

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  8. I hope I can make a trip somewhere to see some snow this winter but I don't miss living high in the mountains and shoveling it all.

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    1. I have come to see the shoveling as almost meditative. I like getting into the rhythm of it and seeing the progress I make. Of course, as with all things, too much is too much. :)

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  9. I'll be traveling up to the High Country to play in the snow later in the winter. Right now it's pure and simple rain here in the Pacific Northwest at sea level. Good thing I don't suffer from SAD. :-)

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    1. I probably would. The stretches of blue sky allow for a reprieve often enough here to prevent that.

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  10. Dear Teresa, you have the soul of a poet. My friend Yvette Nelson just published two books of poetry about the prairies of Minnesota. One is a chapbook and the other a regularly bound look. Both of you find essence. Peace.

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    1. Dee. Thank you so much for that fine thought of me. I will look up Yvette. I always like reading new (to me) poets.

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  11. I'm still waiting for my snow. Yes, the very snow I'll be grumbling about come February, I'm pining for now =)

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  12. "...sunlight coming through the pines, creating shadows on the snow.." This simple imagery evokes so many lovely memories. There is something very special about shadows at any time... Also, Doris was a fox and could flat out sing ...

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    1. Shadows and light mingling...always beautiful.

      I had forgotten what a great singer she was. Her song "Que Sera, Sera," was a favorite of mine as a child. I sang along to her record endlessly.

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  13. Hi Teresa,

    Outwardly, I curse the snow when it arrives because it means that my bones will soon ache from the shoveling, but when the work it done I can appreciate the beauty of it.

    Mostly I enjoy the way that the snow seems to muffle natures sounds, as I sit quietly and take it all in.

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    1. It does tend to take us to a different place of quiet stillness. Thanks for your response, Ray.

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