The Magic of Winter

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In past years it wasn’t often that we had a white Christmas here in Eastern Iowa. We might get a dusting here and there but soon temperatures would rise above freezing and it would melt away.

But now it seems that we wonder if we’ll have a white Thanksgiving or not.

While the winter storms that roll in every other day are hazardous to those on the road, it makes for breathtaking scenery begging to be captured. There’s something about a silent snowfall in the woods that makes me feel more alive with nature than most any other time.

I don’t think you’ve ever experienced silence until you’ve stood in the middle of a forest during a silent snowfall. It’s so quiet, you can hear the snowflakes hitting the branches of trees.

I hope this winter I can capture a small sliver of the feeling winter has for me.

Stay tuned!

The Sounds of Silence

The morning was mute, quiet and still

as I awoke from a peaceful rest;

The sounds of silence were a soft calm

and peace was mine – I was blessed.

A hushed world was solemn in thought

at the silence all around;

Snowflakes fell like pure-white feathers

and never made a sound.

A lull like this, in a busy world,

was Nature’s gift of wonder;

I stifled thoughts of anything

that might put it asunder.

For just awhile on a winter’s morn,

I turned within, in awe;

Listening to the sounds of silence

and the beauty that I saw.

~ Joan Adams Burchell

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