Some time ago I wrote a post about my love of building snow houses as a child. Magical places!
Posts tagged ‘Winter’
Here is a photo of last year’s emerging snowdrops. I took the photo on March 7, 2010.
And here is a photo, taken today, of the spot where those snowdrops appeared last March.
What do you think? Do they have a chance? Will they continue to sleep beneath the snow and ice until it melts?
This pretty much says it all!
First there was the snowstorm. Then the. Now more snow is predicted tonight. Today, with the rare sunshine, my new camera and I walked around the property. It is a beautiful, enchanted landscape, but the trees and bushes are bowed under the weight of it.
The weather makes me think of Fire and Ice, the Robert Frost poem.
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great,
And would suffice.
“Fire and Ice” was inspired by a passage in Canto 32 of Dante’s Inferno, in which the worst offenders of hell, the traitors, are submerged, while in a fiery hell, up to their necks in ice: “a lake so bound with ice, / It did not look like water, but like a glass … right clear / I saw, where sinners are preserved in ice.”
In an anecdote he recounted in 1960 in a “Science and the Arts” presentation, prominent astronomer Harlow Shapley claims to have inspired “Fire and Ice”. Shapley describes an encounter he had with Robert Frost a year before the poem was published in which Frost, noting that Shapley was the astronomer of his day, asks him how the world will end. Shapley’s response is that either the sun will explode and incinerate the Earth, or the Earth will somehow escape this fate only to end up slowly freezing in deep space. Shapley then describes his surprise at seeing “Fire and Ice”, which seems to ponder the question of which of these two outcomes will occur, published a year later, and cites it as an example of how science can influence the creation of art, or clarify its meaning. Although the poem does seem to pose a scientific question of how the world may end, most critics agree that this serves to mask the darker meaning of the poem, that flaws of the human heart are capable of leading to the destruction of the world at any time.
Deep snow always reminds me of growing up in the North Country, near the Canadian border. Warm feelings for cold white stuff!
This morning, the view from the front porch looked like this:
Looking out my mother’s window I spied this blue jay with feathers all puffed up, taking shelter in the rhododendron bush from the snow and wind.
Then there was the process of clearing the driveway, making paths to the doors, and clearing snow off the car.
Just now a gorgeous cardinal couple perched in the same rhododendron, but no photo – I couldn’t get the camera in time.
I love the slow pace of a snow day, grateful I have no place I must go by vehicle.Walking is a different matter – a walk is in my future, this afternoon. My new camera will be in my pocket.
During last winter, I took photos of a snowy, ice-lantern-lit labyrinth in 9 degree F weather with my digital camera. The camera never recovered from that experience. I had been limping along with it since then, so imagine my delight when I found a new ELPH camera under the tree!
Here are a couple of ornament photos taken with the new camera.
Today is the day for the annual Sacrifice of the Balsam. (Click for last season’s post.)
As we searched on this beautiful winter morning, the sun shone in blue skies; then in early afternoon some clouds moved in. The sun behind the clouds looked like a full moon.
We came home with a fragrant balsam.