Thank you for the reminder of the miraculous beauty of Nature. (How has it become necessary to be reminded?!) Clearly we live in a highly intelligent, complex and beautiful world. Wendell Berry, Mary Oliver, Emily Dickenson - yes, all would notice.
Thank you, Kathleen! I think, perhaps, there are complex reasons why us modern humans have to be reminded of the miraculous beauty of nature. I’m so glad for people who notice and remind us to simply look around. Thank you for reading!
Dear Amanda, If someone made me choose, this would be my favorite post you've written here! I love it so much that I have a big smile plastered on my face. :) You know how much I love snow. I wish you lived near me where we could wander together in the freezing cold comparing snowflakes. I love snow so much that it was one of my requirements when looking for a new place to live.
Thank you for sharing all the wonderful stories from and about snowflake lovers—poets and farmers alike. They are truly exquisite. My favorite poets are represented here.
In answer to your question, my fondest snow memories are from my childhood in Detroit. When we weren't in school, we played outside almost all day, every day. Like your kids, we did it all: snow forts, snowmen, snowball fights, everything except skiing. I loved making a snow cave when we had big snowstorms and then retreating my shy self into it.
Isn't it amazing what one small moment in the company of Nature can result in -- like your beautiful post! ❄️❄️❄️ XO
Barbara, thank you for your lovely comment! I wish we could wander through your woods together as snow was falling, and I hope that happens sooner rather than later.
Snow caves are so much fun! Over the years, the kids have had various. The best one was at a nature class when there was deep deep snow. We spent the class making these big snow boulders and forming them into a survival igloo of sorts. We all had a turn sliding through the skinny entrance into the little space.
I love what you said about one small moment in the company of Nature. To be touched by the magic of a moment like that is something that isn’t forgotten.
Thank you for the reminder of the miraculous beauty of Nature. (How has it become necessary to be reminded?!) Clearly we live in a highly intelligent, complex and beautiful world. Wendell Berry, Mary Oliver, Emily Dickenson - yes, all would notice.
Lovely, thank you, Amanda.
Thank you, Kathleen! I think, perhaps, there are complex reasons why us modern humans have to be reminded of the miraculous beauty of nature. I’m so glad for people who notice and remind us to simply look around. Thank you for reading!
This is lovely, Amanda!!!! I am a fellow snow lover toooooooo!!! Xo!! Thank you for sharing.
Thank you, Jamie! I hope you guys are getting a lot of snow this winter. Thank you for reading!
Snowing as I type ❄️❤️
It’s flurrying here, too!! ❄️💖
Dear Amanda, If someone made me choose, this would be my favorite post you've written here! I love it so much that I have a big smile plastered on my face. :) You know how much I love snow. I wish you lived near me where we could wander together in the freezing cold comparing snowflakes. I love snow so much that it was one of my requirements when looking for a new place to live.
Thank you for sharing all the wonderful stories from and about snowflake lovers—poets and farmers alike. They are truly exquisite. My favorite poets are represented here.
In answer to your question, my fondest snow memories are from my childhood in Detroit. When we weren't in school, we played outside almost all day, every day. Like your kids, we did it all: snow forts, snowmen, snowball fights, everything except skiing. I loved making a snow cave when we had big snowstorms and then retreating my shy self into it.
Isn't it amazing what one small moment in the company of Nature can result in -- like your beautiful post! ❄️❄️❄️ XO
Barbara, thank you for your lovely comment! I wish we could wander through your woods together as snow was falling, and I hope that happens sooner rather than later.
Snow caves are so much fun! Over the years, the kids have had various. The best one was at a nature class when there was deep deep snow. We spent the class making these big snow boulders and forming them into a survival igloo of sorts. We all had a turn sliding through the skinny entrance into the little space.
I love what you said about one small moment in the company of Nature. To be touched by the magic of a moment like that is something that isn’t forgotten.
That igloo sounds magical! But then the claustrophobe me thinks 😳!
I hope it happens one day, too, Amanda! XOXO
I only lasted half a minute in the confined space.