Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Climbing

Until the snow melts some time at some time in the future, we are all climbers scrambling through our own Himalaya or abode of snow, and there is hardly a sidewalk or walkway to be seen in the village. One walks carefully along the verges of the roads or meanders along winding trails tramped down by other intrepid voyagers, pausing here and there to clamber over snowdrifts several feet in height. There is so much snow here that there is simply no other place to put it.

This morning, the snow is deep and white and sparkling, and the sky is an intense blue. The greening season may still be some time off, but there is springtime implicit in these March days, and one sees and hears it everywhere. The music to which I awakened an hour or two ago was Joachim Rodrigo's magnificent Fantasía para un gentilhombre (Fantasy for a Gentleman), and it sparkled as brilliantly as the snow. Beyond the windows, a starling in the hawthorn tree is pretending it is a robin, and if the snow was not so deep, I would be able to see my friend welcoming the day, but I can only hear it beyond the snowy peaks in the garden.

This is (sigh) what I have been given, and although there are days when I would like to hitch a ride south (or west), here I stay, feeding the birds and the deer and lurching through the deep snow with my camera. As I climb one snowdrift after another, I sometimes wonder: if a little excitement knocked at my door, would I know what to do with it? Probably not...

6 comments:

fred said...

And we've been whimpering bc we've not had ENOUGH snow this winter (as in NONE!)

Sandpiper said...

Beautiful snow pictures here and in previous posts. The snow is so beautiful! I love snow when it's fresh and white, but I'm ready for spring.

Weeping Sore said...

Spring will be knocking on your door in less than two weeks. Don't let it catch you by surprise.

Your weather knows how to read a calendar, right? Just like my cat knows how to read a clock and adjust her dinnertime accordingly now that we've turned our clocks up for daylight savings time.

Shelli said...

Wow. I couldn't imagine walking up to that.

Rowan said...

It's incredible to see how much snow you have had but it's produced, as usual, some magical phots, I love the one of the heron. I'm glad that you are still struggling out to feed the birds and deer, life must be extremely hard for them in these conditions. I haven't forgotten or ignored the book Meme, I plan to do it in the next couple of days. I'm definitely not my usual organized self at present I'm afraid.

Sasha Lynn said...

Bless you, woman.