Monday, January 15, 2018

Winter's Back With Snow Geese!

Well, not just yet!  Sorry, Snoopy!

Last week we had a brief reprieve from the deep freeze!

The arctic air flowing down from the North
 was replaced with mild, spring-like zephyrs from the South
which also brought us copious amounts of rain...

 Surprise! Surprise!  It was all just a ruse!
 Winter has returned with a vengeance!

But, then again, this first month of the year is named  
 after Janus, the mercurial Roman god with two faces...
Or so the legend goes!

 January is named for the
two-faced Roman god Janus.

We are even suppose to be getting some snow this week!
 Hooray! Just in time for my birthday coming up soon!

I just love snow!

Hawthorn Berries In The Snow

Woods In Winter

When winter winds are piercing chill,
And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
With solemn feet I tread the hill
That over-brows the lonely vale.

O'er the bare upland, and away
Through the long reach of desert woods,
The embracing sunbeams chastely play,
And gladden these deep solitudes.

Where, twisted round the barren oak,
The summer vine in beauty clung
And summer winds the stillness broke,
The crystal icicle is hung.

Where from their frozen urns, mute springs
Pour out the river's gradual tide,
Shrilly the skaters' iron rings,
And voices fill the woodland side.

Frozen Woodland Pond

Alas! how changed from the fair scene
When birds sang out their mellow lay,
And winds were soft and woods were green,
And the song ceased not with the day.

But still wild music is abroad,
Pale, desert woods! within your crowd;
And gathering winds, in hoarse accord,
Amid the vocal reeds pipe loud.

Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear
Has grown familiar with your song;
I hear it in the opening year,-
I listen and it cheers me along.'

The following video was taken by my
oldest son this morning just around the corner
from home.  For all you nature lovers out there, enjoy!

Snow Geese In The Cornfield

"Woods In Winter"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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