This morning on my way to work, I saw perhaps the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life (or at least in a very long time.) And darn it, it happened to be winter, my least favorite season!
Trees are very beautiful things decorated with leaves that fit each season; green in summer, flame red, orange, and yellow in the fall, and lovely pink, red and white blossoms in the spring, but what about winter? The bare skeletons left behind create an interesting pattern with a lace like quality, but still no leaves. Those trees lucky to have leaves are withered and brown. Pine trees and evergreens are the few that hold any green.
This morning every tree, branch, and shrub was adorned with a new set of leaves - pure white frost. There was something very mystical and unbelievable about it all. Everywhere I looked, it was a perfect scene out of painting, or several paintings. I was nearly in tears. Words could not describe the scene before my eyes. Cloudy skies formed a soft gray backdrop. Everything in the horizon dropped into a thick veil of misty frozen fog. Near the window wispy crystal flakes whipped up and swirled around the air.
The news team referred to it as Hoar Frost (though the term "Rime frost" could also possibly describe the conditions.) Whatever frost it was, was created by the dense fog and the very cold temperatures.
As much as I wanted to savor the moment, my ride ended and I had to go to work. No time for pictures. This time, it was probably good that I didn't have my camera or the time to shoot pictures. Being stuck on the light rail, my attention would have been focused on trying to shoot moving targets. Disappointment with whatever shots I missed or got rendered poorly by movement blur, window reflections and blocked by obstacles would be inevitable. Without the camera, I was left to take in all I could see to create a lasting vivid memory. Still, it would have been nice for blogging sake to have a picture...maybe some day I'll paint one.
1 comment:
Words described the image, you write well. Job over hobby...sacrifice now, reap future rewards. Good, the whole life is perhaps meant to do just that. Sacrifice whole life, reap reward in heaven. You are more focused on the practical side now, that will help in surviving more comfortably.
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