“courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.” -alice swaim
late last night the first snow fell. i was up really late (or actually early in the morning since it was 1am) working (struggling) on something in imovie for class. i snuck down the steps in my slippers to see the snow for myself. no one was awake, the wind was blowing the snow all around. our smiling jack-o-lanterns now wore white masks of cold white powder. i decided in that moment i would go to the woods in the morning and shoot this shot. this week we began our NOW YOU : Digging Deeper e-course and full body is this week's theme. i envisioned myself with the trees and the freshly fallen blanket of white. no remote with me, so it was a lot of back and forth, clicking and running back into my spot as the timer went off, until the snow gave way to a heavy rain and i packed it in and came home.
i knew you would be here soon.
yesterday i felt it in my bones, it just smelled like winter.
no secret i tire of the cold and wet we endure in this long season ahead, but the first is always magical as it puts the restlessness of autumn to bed under its white blanket.the kids were thrilled to wake up to the magic this morning. we even made the very first tiny snowman of the season before heading off to school.
today might call for hot cocoa and cinnamon toast when the kids get home from school.
i need to find our snow pants. somehow misplaced them in our move. (oops)