Snow Day
Friday, February 9, 2018 by lifeonthecutoff
Friday, February 9, 2018 by lifeonthecutoff
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Beautiful pictures, poem, and post, Penny. <– Lots of P's in that fragment! It's not like me to stay in all day, but we only got out to shovel. That's OK, it's cozy here, too, with my tea and reading material. Felt good to get some decluttering done, along with a little housework.
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Thank you, Sue – and I love P’s. 🙂
It not like me, either, but, that’s just what I did. It was actually rather nice and forced me to slow down. Looks like more snow coming. Yikes.
I’m glad you stopped by. Our garden club is reading Mr. Owito’s Guide to Gardening and it is book I think you might enjoy. It is more about joy and relationships than gardening and I’m finding it rather enchanting.
Stay warm.
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Thank you, Penny. That book looks delightful, including about the unexpected friendship between two characters. I’ll treat myself and get this one!
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Lovely! You made me wish I was there with you!
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Thank you, Janet – and I wish you were here as well. We haven’t measured, but, looks like at least 10 inches here.
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so pretty
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Thank you so very much.
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Thank you for inviting us inside of your snow globe, Penny. This is such a beautiful post. Stay safe!
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You are very welcome, Jill, and I thank you. Predictions are for more snow for the globe tomorrow.
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That snow looks so peaceful, my brother is visiting from Germany and can’t believe how warm it is here on the coast of California. Please send some of that snow to our mountains. We need it desperately,
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We have more than enough snow here, Gerlinde. I’ll do what I can to wish it over to you – and your brother. 🙂 I know you need moisture there, especially in the mountains.
It is peaceful, especially when it first falls. Today, folks – and the herd of deer – will be out and about leaving their marks and the serene look will be lost.
Enjoy your visit with your brother – and all the wonderful meals I’m sure you are sharing.
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That is so beautiful. I love the juxtaposition of the poem in someone else’s words and your personal photos. Your descriptions are so lovely.
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Thank you so very much, Janet. Billy Collins is one of those poets that always seems to say what I mean in my photos. 🙂 A good three inches here overnight.
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Chicken soup sounds even better than tea in that weather. What a peaceful lovely post — words (both those by Billy and Penny) and pictures.
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The soup was quite hearty, Ssllie, and we finished it up tonight. We’ve had snow for the past 9 days with last night/this morning being the worst of it, but, still some beauty in the snow. Send some warmth up north, Sallie. 🙂
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Penny, I love the way you put poems and images together. I didn’t know this one by Billy Collins. Doesn’t ‘the dog will porpoise through the drifts’ conjure up a vivid image? Thank you for this piece of magic in my in-box, and do keep warm!
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Oh, Juliet, you are so kind to say so. Thank you. There are more lines to this poem by Billy Collins that capture snow as well, but, that image of porpoise thought drifts is such a wonderful (and accurate) image of a dog in snow. Yes – a vivid image, indeed. You are very welcome.
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How lovely, Penny! You captured the weekend perfectly. Love the poem and your photos. Love the line about the dog like a porpoise through the snow. So wonderful! What a weekend, huh? We constantly waded through snow!
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Thank you, L. Marie. Billy Collins always captures my mood and adds a bit of whimsy as well. It was quite a weekend, wasn’t it? We have at least 15 inches here and it looks like more to come. Yikes.Yesterday’s early morning icing was the worst – BUT, today’s sunshine was a nice gift.
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Hope for Spring! My daffodils are coming and but we have warm rain. Your garden will come to life soon!
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Oh, Marilyn, I always become hopeful when I read that your daffodils are coming up. We have more snow coming, but, there is hope. I hope you are doing better and healing.
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Dear Penny, I envy you your snow. (I course I don’t have to get out to work or shovel. So I have it so easy and snow is a joy to me and not a difficulty.) Here in Missouri we’ve had only 5 inches this winter–dusting after dusting. In Minnesota as you will know there is always snow. I remember one year when we had 108 inches. The average–when I left there in 2009–was 53 inches a year.
And yes, the word cozy does describe how I feel when I’m sitting by the window and watching the flakes drift down and the snow pile up while I sip my English Breakfast tea and eat my slathered whole wheat bread. Peace.
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Oh, Dee, it is so pretty and was glistening today with the sun, but, we’ve had 9 days of measurable snow and gray skies. Today, the sun came out and everyone seemed happier. 🙂 Minnesota does have a lot of snow and 108 inches inches is an awful lot.
What a cozy picture you paint, Dee. As I write this, I realize I haven’t checked your blog lately and need to rectify that. Maybe I’ll slather a piece of toast first.
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Dear Penny, I hope you enjoyed the “slathered bread”–my slather is butter and fig jam! And please do stop by the blog when you have the time and the inclination. Peace.
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How beautiful the snow looks, and your arbor takes on a fairy tale quality, Penny. But the cold! I just cannot imagine the cold! 🙂 The poem is perfect and I hope you were able to stay warm and cosy. I love the reference to the little plastic radio. I’ve spent many hours enjoying mine, even in really good weather. It’s like a friend. One of my friends always refers to how quiet she finds the snow when it falls so deep, and welcomes that sense of insulation. Have you seen any of your deer? They must go deep into the woods?
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Snow has its own beauty for certain, Debra, even with how masterful it is in keeping us in, tying up traffic, layering of clothes. 🙂 I would love to sit for a spell in my fairy tale arbor, but, that mound of snow in front of it, which is snow plowed away from the driveway, is now now six feet tall! 🙂 A stillness come with snow, especially at night, that does give a sense of insulation and peace.
The deer were out and about the other day, including two bucks, one with a substantial rack. We can sometimes see them deeper into the woods, which is quite atmospheric in the snow at nightfall. Yesterday morning, when the sun finally made an appearance after along absence, we could see where one had come up to the living room window and a line of snow – a deer path – snaked around the yard.
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