Sunday, 20 January 2013
A wintry delight
It has been the most magical of weekends. The snow arriving in our little corner of the world is still novelty enough to incite sheer excitement and delight in both children and adults. Especially when it means Mum calls it a snow day and the girls get to stay home from school. We rearranged the furniture in the living room and made a den by the glass doors. There we nestled for the day, watching the snow come down, watching the birds come to and fro from the bird table and from the pine cone feeders we made (just pine cones spread with peanut butter and rolled in bird seed). Wood pigeons, robins, blue tits, blackbirds and even a flock of my favourites, goldfinches, arrived in our garden this weekend looking for food. It was such a beautiful spectacle.
'Magical' is all I could think. The snow, its brilliance and purity, invites such a feeling of stillness and an oppurtunity for reflection. All I have wanted to do this weekend is sit in the chair now facing out to the garden and watch the snow fall. It is so quiet and so peaceful it simply commands you to slow down and breathe and appreciate this wintry delight. As dusk came I didn't want to turn on the lights, it plunged the garden in to shadow, instead I lit some candles and held on to the magic of the day for just a little while longer.