That is what I call the 2009-2010 winter. We have met records or surpassed them in snowfall this year. Listening to others I can tell I’m not alone when I say I’ve lost my infatuation with the snow.
It would be different if we had bought the cross country equipment we talked about last August. Cross country skiing is probably the one way to keep a happy face when the weatherman says we are in for another couple inches. Instead, I can’t get out of the driveway again and it makes me cranky.
There. I said it…. all this beautiful whiteness, the delicacy of the crystal formation in the many forms that snow takes (for which we have so few words) is making me react with a certain irritability that only the edges of winter can bring. I am crying “Uncle”.
Even though I have lost interest in the black and white landscapes, and the monochromatic pictures of snow… I offer up some that I took this past month. And perhaps I will shake this sluggish late winter malaise to write the thoughts that winter has given me.
