Spring hogs the word ephemeral with it’s wildflowers, ponds and streams that are here one day and gone the next.
I never hear the word ephemeral applied to winter but it should be. Those delicate flowers of spring have nothing on the changing moods of a winter day.
Grey snow fall to brilliant sun.
Snow that bites as it flies out of the sky can turn to softly falling frozen glitter in the span of moments.
Hoar frost that melts away with even the lightest touch of the low winter sun.
And ever changing blue shadows that crisscross the woods.
Spring may have flowers that come and go and storms that are here and gone again but there is nothing that can compare with the ephemeral nature of a winter day.
Winter comes with more than it’s fair share of holiday and family traditions but here are five books that celebrate family connections on ordinary days.
A girl and her father go out looking for owls in a book that brings magic to an ordinary snowy night.
Two sisters with very different ideas about what makes the perfect snow day.
A girl and her mother snuggle in bed and wonder what it would be like if butterflies brightened up the winter.
Brothers spend the day together watching the woods fill up with snow.
Grandmother knits her grandson a pair of snowy mittens in this silly winter story.
What’s your favorite winter book? Does it also celebrate a family connection?
I love the winter.
I love the snow and the cold, the skiing and the sledding and tromping about in a winter wonderland.
But I also love the long nights with the extra time inside to play games, read by the fire and even catch a little extra sleep.
When I was outside trying to capture the alternating rhythm in the light on the field for this week’s photo challenge, it occurred to me that maybe part of why I love winter is the alternating rhythm of my days. With daylight hours spent up and moving in the cold weather and nights reserved for recovering by the warm fire, winter days acquire a rhythm that those long days of summer never do.
Or, maybe, it’s just that I like it when my boogers freeze.
Photographers Choice, week 5 of the Dogwood Photography Photo Challenge.
I didn’t quite capture the real warmth that the evening light leaves on the snow.
I can’t quite see that feel the evening has when the snow looks like it’s glowing golden alongside the cool blue shadows.
I missed the wintry wonder of being able to see the warmth of the sun even as your cheeks stiffen in the cold.
But that’s okay, we finally have a winter wonderland outside again and I’m happy to try again tomorrow!
Quiet Moment, week 4 of the Dogwood Photography Photo Challenge.
I briefly entertained the idea of taking a photo of a quiet moment in my house.
There was a dog sleeping peacefully in a sunbeam. So I snuck up with my camera to capture it. But the beep of the camera caused the dog to leap up, other dogs to run to me from all directions, and a few cats to get stepped on in the process. The kids yelled to see what I was doing, pigeons flew in all directions, a duck got trampled in the commotion while the geese honked, the smoke detector sounded off, the radio blared and the chickens flew in circles.
Or something like that…
In reality this photo, captured outside, wasn’t that quite either, but I think it looks like it might have been, don’t you?