This is a tree in my front yard this morning, as a snow storm blankets the area, perhaps grounding many for the holiday. Time to play a bit today.
I thought of Charlie Brown when I saw this beautiful little tree. It was the effort made that really had an appeal to me.
And setting at the break of dawn
Has amazed us for centuries
Freeing our souls all night long.
First it began raining, not a good thing for December on the prairie. This began to coat the trees and grasses with a thick coat of ice. It changed the landscapes shapes and dimensions. Everything looked like glass and the morning sun created an ever-changing beauty. It rained again, and in the late night rained tree branches, to heavy to hold the ice any longer. The popping and snapping reminded him a favorite winter poem, talking about the crispness in the air. It was indeed crisp and branches fell everywhere, including on top of his vehicle. The huge branch girdled the vehicle and a neighbor helped lift it off.
Snow began to cascade down and covered the entire prairie region. It stopped schools and slowed people’s lives. This is time for cleansing and gives us time to think deeper into our thoughts. He pondered writing all day but went for a hike along the river instead. When he came back he helped a few neighbors with their snow and came home exhausted. His stomach growled and he realized it had been a long time since he ate cold chicken after burning some bacon for breakfast. He fixed a burger and went to check on his neighbor, taking another walk on the prairie. Coming back he pondered writing more and put on some holiday tunes.
Gathering a helper the next day, he went back to where he had seen some good winter photos and shot all morning. He looked at how one would sketch this clear coat on nature. The wind won and they went back to warm drinks and reviewed their shots. His beard encrusted in ice made him look like Old Man Winter. He returned by himself in the afternoon to look at sunset possibilities, but the sun wouldn’t smile today. In fact it took a few days for the storm to subside and leave the prairie for awhile. Sliding along he was given a boost by a gusty prairie breeze spreading the spirit he had found with many new friends.