Location: Washington Pond; And a Tree
Weather: low 20’s, cold breeze, big bright sun rising. The day was blustery and cold, winds howling. Old farm windows were shaking and creaking.
Observation: A burst of cold knocks into me first thing this morning. It was the kind of whipping, windy cold that the thermometer doesn’t account for. The type of calm, quiet one minute, and then a gusty whipping wind comes barreling at me the next. Eyes watering. I leaned out into the wind, stepping down onto a rock at the ponds edge. Spring paddling may have started on the rivers, but our local pond is still just beginning it’s spring thaw. (It is going to thaw soon, right?!) Just kidding. Spring, like life, is an unfolding process. Sometimes it seems too slow, other times faster than I can remember. Nothing reminds me of the beauty like pausing for moments to like this to admire the goodness of nature that is here today. Strong, resilient, peaceful, and calm.
Took a moment this afternoon walking out on the earth. Sturdy from the cold overnight and the cool, breezy day. But the snow has melted away. Late afternoon sun lends itself to long shadows.