good weekend...

this weekend, i went on an adventure. it went so well that i am more determined than ever to repeat it more often. 'tis good to see old friends.

it snowed friday night. then i went on a walk in the woods saturday afternoon. the ground still shone whitely, and crunched noisily under my feet. the snow sitting on the tree branches had mostly been turned to ice under the sun's influence. the air was still cold enough that it didn't just melt off. so i passed a bush whose every branchlet shone under an accent of ice. it was beautiful. i've seen pictures of such things, but can't remember actually seeing it before. i wanted to just stand there and drink of the scene, but it was cold and windy, so i kept walking to maintain a little body heat. then i crunched my way down the road to the pond. all the plants along the edge were bowed down the slope, and on every one of them lay a ridge of bright ice. down in the pond stood some grasses with fluffy heads, also frosted with white that glistened in the sunlight. it nearly took my breath away. this is what i like about winters here. even when nothing is green, when the shrubs are bare and the grasses bent and the trees skeletal, just a touch of water and some cold air create spectacular extravaganzas, with sparkles rivaling the mot expensive diamonds. no painter could do justice to the scene; no words can properly convey its appearance. this world continually amazes me. so beautiful, so beyond imagination. i am honored to live here. i am so glad that i can see. oh, the wonder of it all!