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A snow day

An angel in the garden, just before sunrise.

We cannot, of course, save the World because we do not have authority over its parts.  We can serve the world though.  That is everyone’s calling, to lead a life that helps.

~ Barry Lopez

The winter blue hour is very blue.

It snowed overnight.  Normally such an event would lift my spirits.  We don’t get much snow here and even a dusting is cause for excitement.  Not today.  Today was just a meh.  It’s cold, there are gale warnings, and the snow was blown away almost as fast as it arrived.  I did go out in the early morning, before there was much light and before the wind got too bad.  I took a few photos.  Meh.  But I did stay out a little too long which tells me that it wasn’t completely a “meh” kind of morning or walk.  Somewhere within, my inner child still hasn’t learned when to come in from the cold.  I think that’s a good thing (as long as it doesn’t result in frostbite and so far, it hasn’t).

Breakfast time.

Just before I finished my walk, the wind began to pick up.  It is wailing and screeching as I type, blowing snow all over the place.  It’s a north wind, bone-chillingly cold, the kind that cuts right through you.  The sound of the wind is how I would imagine a banshee’s keening, wailing, and shrieking in the depths of the deepest mourning.  One description of a banshee is a woman with long, streaming hair who wears a gray cloak.  She would have blended right in with the dark and wintry morning.

As the wind blows.

Keening and wailing are a traditional part of mourning in many cultures.  I’m not at all sure what the wind is keening and wailing about today, but it is quite a song she is singing.  There is plenty of death to be mourned.  Perhaps the banshees of the winds and woods and waters are mourning with us.

The boat wreck in the woods. (Long time followers might remember this from when we moved here, and the boat was mostly intact. Mother Nature has been working on it over the past eight years.)

Today also brings to mind the Cailleach, also known as Beira, Queen of Winter.  She is said to herd deer, battle with spring, and the staff she carries freezes the ground it touches.  Cailleach literally means hag or old woman.  This all makes perfect sense to me if we think of our lives in terms of seasons.  Winter would, of course, be the domain of the old woman.

A spirit in the trees.

Winter was a little late in arriving and will be sticking around for the next several days.  Fortunately, we have a good supply of firewood for the woodstove to keep us warm.  I also have the ingredients for soup and hot chocolate to keep us cozy from the inside out.  Izzy and Bella, the resident cats, are excellent lap warmers.  You can’t sit down for more than a minute around here without a cat jumping into your lap.  (That doesn’t happen when the weather is warm.  They are cold-weather lap warmers.)

The garden in winter.

Thank you for stopping by today.  It has cleared up since I started this post.  Let’s meet out at the Point for sunset.  It’s scheduled for 5:22 PM today.  You will really need to bundle up.  It’s normally cold by the water this time of year, and the wind is going to make it worse.  I’ll be interested to see if it’s icing up out there.  There is something beautiful about the ice formations that are sculpted during cold and windy days here on the shore.

Please be safe, be well, and be kind.  ♥

A bridge to the woods.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,701)  The beauty of snow.  1,702)  Early morning walks.  1,703)  The colorful birds at the bird feeders.  1,704)  Shelter and warmth.  1,705)  Cara-cara oranges.  Yum.

A window in winter.

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28 thoughts on “A snow day

  1. Wonderful picture of the window in winter. I am very, very surprised you did not see a banshee. Judging from the look of some of your pictures, I would say you just missed her. Have a care! Good thing you have cats and hot chocolate to keep all that is chilly at bay.

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  2. Beautiful photos! And I agree with you about the banshee and old woman. There’s wailing here today, and it’s bitterly cold. I don’t think I’ll be out walking today in this gusting wind.
    Stay warm!

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  3. What an experience to hear banshee’s keening, wailing, and shrieking! And in a north wind to boot … the southerlies are our cold winds and when the northerlies hit, that means a hot day for us. The fire, soup, hot chocolate, and cat knee-warmers all sound so incredibly cosy to this warm-blooded Aussie. 🙂

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  4. Love the striking red of that Cardinal, as well as your description of the howling wind. I’m not much of a Winter person, but facing it from the warmth of your home — hot chocolate and kitty lap-warmers in place — sounds really nice!

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  5. The photos are incredibly filled with atmosphere. I am thinking them into a banshee film made into a somber book, I wonder what you do with them, Robin – do you post or show them in galleries somewhere? If you showed these in Norway I would travel far to see them B I G

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  6. All amazing shots, but I like the angel and the garden shots the best. Winter is howling outside my window today, ushering in a change from the spring-like weather early January featured. We’re expecting 6+ inches of snow on Monday. I. Can’t. Wait. !!

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    1. Thank you, Tara. 🙂 I’m looking forward to the snow, too. I’ve been doing my snow dance in hopes that we’ll get enough snow to do all the snow things. Go cross-country skiing, build a snowman, throw a few snowballs, and hike through the hush of the snow-covered woods.

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  7. I’m kind of looking forward to the next few days with the snow and such. It feels right with my mood. I love the tales of banshees shrieking and somehow it brought to mind the expression “waking the dead” at which there was much wailing and shrieking and noise (as well as drinking, I believe). It always amuses me when someone seems to think the question “are you waking the dead?” applies not to a wake, but to so much noise that the dead might arise. Of course, it could all be 6 one, half dozen the other. Stay warm.

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    1. Thank you, Lisa. Maybe because of my upbringing, I’ve always thought of it as a wake (rather than enough noise to awaken but I can see how that fits and have heard people use it that way). And yes, plenty of drinking (especially at an Irish wake). I’m looking forward to the wintering of the next few days, too. 🙂

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    1. Thank you, Kay. 🙂 I love the cold and the snow and all things winter, but the wind made it hard to be outside for too long. Still, it was fascinating to listen to it. Usually the wind here makes a deep, moaning sound. This was different.

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