Relearning Winter
February 11, 2013
“Other seasons come abruptly but ask so little when they do. Winter is the only one that has to be relearned.”
– Verlyn Klinkenborg, The Rural Life
Green moss on a roof
Pinecone
One thing I am relearning about winter is how long it lasts. This is what winter asks of me, to slow down to its glacial pace. To take each day as it is instead of wishing it were already spring.
As I walk my neighborhood streets, my eye craves the excitement of color to lift me above the muted grays. And most often the reward comes in the brilliant green of our mosses, which thrive in winter’s dampness. This will have to do for now. Spring’s explosion of other colors will come at its own sweet pace.
February 11, 2013 at 9:47 am
Here, here! It’s a good thing that my favorite color is green and that I love moss!
February 11, 2013 at 1:25 pm
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February 11, 2013 at 4:55 pm
On the “light gray” days, I walk by a neighbor’s home that has an immense holly tree still heavy with berry. The tree, with all it’s color, also has the color of movement from the crazy numbers of birds that frequent it. I just watch, dumb founded, as flushes of birds fly in and out of this secret restaurant chattering as they go.
February 11, 2013 at 5:28 pm
I like the metaphor of a bird restaurant!
February 16, 2013 at 10:17 am
As amazing as it is seeing the bulbs emerging with the promise of color (here in New York City). I do love waking up to the new landscape of the world outside my window covered with fresh snow. Watching children playing with snow is a bonus. Oops almost forgot how much fun it is watching my dogs romping around and playing in the snow.
February 16, 2013 at 1:39 pm
We didn’t expereince any measurable snowfall in Seattle this winter. Thanks for sharing your impressions. I feel that way, too, when it snows.