This was worth the trudge. Actually, it's all worth the trudge. Winter has been magnificent. Truly. Not a single day has been a disappointment. From spectacular snow falls to boldly blue skies to paralyzing wind chills, each day is a work of art in this winter gallery. I marvel at the silent collaboration of sky and earth--each day stunning and brilliant. I unintentionally stopped watching the weather forecasts and no longer dread stepping out--perhaps an unintentional side effect. Endurance--a former companion--has given way to curiosity and I have come to love winter's tide as I love the ocean's. Recently, we had warm sun and melting snows and while walking, I was surprised to feel a pang of sadness. These snowy snows and icy drifts would soon be leaving.
Along the way, I found these pussy willows bowing over a deep gully and I felt an inner rush of excitement and anticipation.
Springing from winter, and believing.
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