Finally, A Snow Storm...

DECEMBER 6, 2010
Red Boots in the Snow

"Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,

Arrives the snow and driving o'er the fields,

Seems nowhere to alight;

the whited air Hides hills and woods,

the river, and the heaven,

And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.

The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed,

all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace,

enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of  storm."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Very late this year, the snows are finally upon us, stretching  feathery, glistening flakes across sky and earth. It's time for roaring fires,  hot chocolate, hot apple cider, soft jazz and good books. I welcome the cleansing facade.

  
These snow scenes are around and near our home in snowy Central New York.    XOX,  Abbyj