Dust of Snow

The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart 

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued. 

-Robert Frost 

Right now last year I was taking pictures of daffodils that had sprung up in my garden.. This year I went out and walked in the most snow we've had in Georgia since the blizzard of 1993. 

I like that weather is unpredictable. I was dearly missing the summer all week; I was dreaming of summer storms, beach walks and woodsy picnics. Maybe it was something to do with the 60+ hour work week I had been scheduled for and was dreading. The good lord must have seen fit that take a little time off, because I've been at home more this week because of snow than I have in a long time. 

It's reminded me to be happy in the season I'm in and not wish for another. ..not saying I won't need reminded of that in mid March- the month that never ends. 

I did build a snowman.. he's of modest size, but slightly larger than he looks in this picture.. he's about hip hight on me.