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Thursday, January 9, 2014

patiently waiting





The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.


- W. B. Yeats








You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.  


-  Ernest Hemingway




The winter world is full of magic things, but oh how patient we now need to be to see them.....

Our senses do grow sharper, our seeing marvellously pared down. 





Do you know there's always this short interval in the spring where I mourn the loss of winter?

Maybe I won't though after this winter - it really has been a rough one - I can't remember a more gruelling run of snow-rain-snow-rain - followed by bone crushing temps - lots of -30c stuff. Combine that with the short daylight hours....it's been brutal.






But I miss the quiet of winter walks when spring arrives. The trails which have been mostly mine all winter are suddenly populated. 






Ace loves winter and he loves running around in the small forest. In the spring I don't let him loose there as there are too many things for him to chase (rabbits! porcupines! coyotes! housecats!), and of course, people who don't appreciate a giant black lab crashing about at high speed.





When there's even a bit of colour in the winter, how it makes the heart sing!









And the little gatherings of snow in unexpected nooks and crannies, how lovely they are.







The leaves that make it all the way to January.....what to say about them? They hold that kind of splendid magic that comes of endurance, sheer tenacity. I hold them in the highest regard.




3 comments:

  1. Thank you for your beautiful words and photos, Shawna. I was just speaking to a friend last night about the things that the Yeats quote encapsulates perfectly. Rough as it is, this is a beautiful winter. I think I too will be thankful to see the end, but miss it when it's gone. Stay warm. x

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  2. lovely and so true . . . it's been a rough one.

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