I Come Alive

I awoke to snow on Tuesday morning and I was (to borrow a phrase from Karen Eckstrom) irrationally happy. I come alive in winter. The air is fresh and crisp – not heavy and humid. I sweat only from exertion, not from merely sitting. There are no bugs pestering my ears and neck. And the world is pure and clean. I decided to get to work early so I could start the day with a walk.

The light changed several times during the walk, the sun peeping out sometimes, then clouds dumping more snow at others. Here are the pictures I took in the order I took them so you can walk with me:

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OK, now get to work!

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12 thoughts on “I Come Alive

  1. i, too come alive in winter and loved walking your first winter snow. we have so precious little here that i always am like a kid when it comes! lovely photos… as always. i could almost hear that wonderful winter silence.

  2. I’ve always considered the first day it snows to be my personal holiday. I, too, am always exhilarated with the first snow — actually, with every snow! And I love the winter nighttime skies too — so crystal clear and Orion reigning overhead.

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