“…Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-coloured
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
– Robert Frost
A heavier than expected snowfall fell overnight, leaving several inches of snow and a lot of ice where heavier, wetter snow had deposited itself earlier in the day and had frozen to trees, cars, and walks. But what a beautiful sight this morning. The frail, predawn light reminded me of Robert Frost’s poem, The Birches. The wind is very strong causing blowing snow and poor visibility, but it does, indeed, look like “the inner dome of heaven” has fallen where shards have broken free from the trees.
Meanwhile, a Christmas bulb waits for the heat of another night to shed its snowy cover…
and the watering can (which should have been put away before this) waits patiently for spring.
If you’ve made it this far, Charlie’s Dad is scheduled for bypass surgery tomorrow morning at 6:30. He’s been bumped several times already for emergencies, but it would certainly be nice to have it over and done and see him well on the road to recovery. All good thoughts appreciated.