[Seasons: Winter II]
The first snow of the year is particularly delightful. The previous warm months have cleared our memory of its beauty, and the chilly frost of autumn is a tease at best. When the snow returns from its long vacation, it arrives with an agenda: leave no thing unaffected. Everything looks, sounds, feels, and even smells different when blanketed with frozen dust.
Snow creates a different world out of the one we are so familiar with. It cleans what was dirty, covers the unsightly, and smoothes what was jagged. Nothing is less beautiful after a snow.
Snow has a magical quality to it. For adults, snow can be an inconvenience; for children, snow is a portal to a new, more magical world. It’s no wonder that children's authors (think: Narnia) have used winter and snow as symbols of different dimensions where imaginative limits are negotiable and real world boundaries are ignored.
Snow is a winter invitation.
To behold beauty.
To hear differently.
To be creative and youthful.
Winter is not only frozen stiff; there are moments of delight and magic.
