Batman was so excited to put the snow plow attachment on his tractor.
The dye plant end of the garden is done for the season. Good luck finding a spot to sit on the garden bench. :-)
Some of the birches, out at the end of our driveway.
This is the soft, gentle beauty I’ve been waiting for. And now it is snowing again. I know not everyone is a fan of snow, or winter, for that matter. But I am. Right down to my bones.
And how perfect that this snowfall arrived just before the solstice, preparing us to pause and be fully present in the depths of darkness. We’re perched, on the edge of the of the shortest day of the year and the longest night. Time for bundling up and venturing out into the crispiest of air, the muffled sounds, the magical beauty all around. And once the shoveling, or snowshoeing or just walking on the road is done, there’s the pleasure of chilly fingers wrapped around a hot mug of cocoa.
Sometimes this kind of snow comes with challenges, and some folks in Vermont are sadly still without power. We lose our landline, cellphone service and wi-fi internet when the power goes down, but we remain grateful that we decided (and were able) to have a generator installed here on the hill.
A neighbor brought me a bundle of fresh cut holly from her yard down in town. I paired it with balsams from our yard for a festive greeting by the front door.
I took this photo late yesterday afternoon, when the storm was lifting.
Since I’ve been sharing good news with you lately, here’s a story that bears witness to what brave hearts can accomplish. Pioneering Vermonters (some of our favorites) were invited to the White House to celebrate the signing of the Respect For Marriage Act.
If you’re looking for a delicious, midwinter supper this Slow Cooker Moroccan Chicken with Apricots, Olives and Almonds will do the trick!
I’ll be back for the solstice, until then, dearest readers, keep looking for the Light!