In the words of the classic Frank Loesser song, baby, it’s cold outside. Temperatures are about to dip into the teens. Certainly not the coldest in our neck of the woods, but, cold none-the-less. It always seems to feel the sharpest when we first experience it each year.
As I drifted off to sleep last night, I could feel the change in the air. The feel of snow.
An awakening in the middle of the night brought the sight of glistening flakes dancing about our eyebrow window. A floodlight had been left on and there they were, snowflakes, dancing like cold fireflies midair, deciding where to land.
Land they did, collecting upon the roofs and cars, the grass and trees, and on the Jerusalem Cherry, which held its own.
What surprised me was later in the day as I wandered out front to check the mail.
There were drops of water coming out of the hose and, much like the snowflakes, they gathered together and landed like a stalagmite in among the snow and fallen leaves.
I love it when nature has a sense of humor.
I’m chuckling, Penny, because we were out tonight and I kept saying how cold I was! Temps have dropped, but as you well know, we don’t get snow! What would I do if I had to transplant! But I must say without hesitation that the beauty of the snow and ice is remarkable, and I love the way you share about finding the humor and delight in even a simple hose stalagmite! And because I so enjoy your blogs, I’ve nominated you for a Liebster Blog Award. You can check out more about what that means on my December 9 post. You have a wonderful blog! Debra
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Thank you so much for nominating me for a Liebster Blog Award, Debra.
I’ll hurry on over to your post and check it out and look forward to highlighting some of my favorite blogs here on the Cutoff, including yours.
It is all relevant, isn’t it, the temperature and cold? At this moment, it is a whopping 13°.
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Oooh – I can feel the cold from here. The snow looks beautiful, and I love the hose stalagmite – that’s so funny. Keep warm, and keep laughing.
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As I just mentioned above to Debra, it is 13° this morning, Juliet, but, the sun is shining and I’m sure the stalagmite has grown. tee hee
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Brrrrrrrr. I like to joke, along about November, that I’ll not be truly warm again until May! 🙂 The temp here is sitting at 10 degrees this morning!!
That said, it IS amazing the beauty to be found on a bright wintery day and your photos certainly reflect that!
Have a great day!
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Now I won’t complain, Karen. It is colder there by 3 degrees. Ah, yes . . . ’til May!
There is such beauty in winter, I agree, and I thank you. Stay warm.
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There’s only a smidgen of snow here and there where I am. I’m actually looking forward to the first big snowfall. Love the little things, like the garden hose stalagmite and Jerusalem cherries, that “hold their own.” 🙂
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Me too, Teresa. What fell didn’t leave much in the way of beauty, but, did make a mess for traffic. I’m hoping for a White Christmas. Thank you.
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I grew up listening to my mother’s 78 rpm recording of this Johnny Mercer version of “Baby It’s Cold Outside” and it was great to hear it again! I have to admit though, as an adult, my favorite is the sexier Dean Martin version! Your description of the cold is spot on, it does feel bitter cold, but I’m sure in a month the teens will hardly phase us. The picture you painted of the snow flakes through the eyebrow window was magical!
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What a wonderful memory. Have you heard the James Taylor version? Today was so bitter. Just not used to it yet and will seem mild in January. Thank you, Janet.
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Wonderful effect 😀 Snow already! Where does the time go?
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I know. I seems like it was yesterday we were talking about the blizzard of ’10, and here it is, snow again.
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I enjoy your lovely pictures and “Baby It’s Cold Outside”. We have had a little snow here. I love the patterns it makes when the still bright green grass peeks through it. Your stalagmite is both funny and and makes me shiver at the same time.
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It was so frigid here on Saturday, Janet, but, seems to be warming up a bit. We are all just being babies, not used to the cold yet, even the deer are huddling up to keep warm. Ha! I was shivering taking the picture with the neighbors surely wondering what I was doing out there. I like the patterns, too.
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Lovely pictures (words and photos) — but brrr! The red tree is gorgeous.
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A heat wave today, Sallie. 40°! Thank you.
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Dear Penny,
I so like your phrase about nature having a sense of humor. I suspect you do too!
No snow here in Missouri yet. I find myself remembering with longing the thirty-eight winters I spent in Minnesota. There’s nothing better than the cosiness of well-heated living room, the sound of snow pellets hitting the windows, and the whisper of wind.
Peace.
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Oh, what a picture of comfort and warmth you paint here with your words, Dee. Minnesota winters can be pretty cold and snowy, but, the warmth from within is so wonderful. Thank you, Dee.
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Gorgeous photos Penny. I can’t imagine cold like that at this time of the year …well, at any time of the year really as we don’t get snow even in winter, apart from last winter’s one-in-a-hundred-year fall which lasted but a few minutes.
I too love Natures sense of humour.
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Thank you, Marilyn. We haven’t had a really big snowfall yet, which we usually do by now. I think we are all waiting for it to come. It gets pretty cold here come January. This was cold, but, a teaser.
Isn’t it the greatest?
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Penny: Such a precious story. I loved it!
m.a.ox
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Thank you, Mary Anne. Glad to hear that.
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