'Twas the day after Christmas

Regardless of who actually wrote "A Visit from St. Nicholas," I'm going to steal borrow a line and get ready to settle down for "a long winter's nap." The wedding in October, then Thanksgiving, then Christmas, all overlain with a remodeling project has given us a fairly hectic six months or so. Yesterday's flurries added a seasonal coating that gave our Christmas the ambiance we needed. After the presents were opened, and the Son Person's birthday celebrated, and the dogs walked, I took a few moments to capture the effects of Winter's gentle return. It's one of the times when "a dusting of snow" seems the perfect description. Enjoy your holidays and the beauty of the season.

a dusting of snow on conifers

Photo by J. Harrington

the snow coated the tops and southern sides

Photo by J. Harrington

Snowfall

By Ravi Shankar 

Particulate as ash, new year's first snow falls

upon peaked roofs, car hoods, undulant hills,

in imitation of motion that moves the way

static cascades down screens when the cable

zaps out, persistent & granular with a flicker

of legibility that dissipates before it can be

interpolated into any succession of imagery.

One hour stretches sixty minutes into a field

of white flurry: hexagonal lattices of water

molecules that accumulate in drifts too soon

strewn with sand, hewn into browning

mounds by plow blade, left to turn to slush.

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