We've had a lot of snow over the past few weeks and got blanketed again last night. But by morning the skies had cleared. Here was the scene this morning looking out toward the street from our house. (Click to enlarge.) Since moving to western Massachusetts twenty-five years ago, I've come to appreciate the beauty of frequent fresh-fallen snow.
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Thanks for sharing the picture of the freshly fallen snow. They are predicting snow here for tomorrow so I know the grocery shelves are being emptied of milk and bread. We get snow so rarely that the world comes to a halt because side streets are not plowed or dug out. I have 4 wheel drive so I can get out if I must. Grandson Henry's new word is "snow" since Greenville, SC, got some yesterday.
Ann P.
I am so jealous!! Bob was stuck in Eastern Washington state for 5 days when they started the "record" snowfall and all he could think was tha I should have been there because I love it so. Ann G.
There is something about waking up to snow - somehow you always know before you look out - I think it is the quietness. But we rarely see such. We did have a dusting this morning (none on streets and driveway) but soon over.
Please turn to page 318 in your American Literature textbook. And yes, I do still have mine.
Velvet shoes - Elinor Wylie
Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
Under veils of white lace.
I shall go shod in silk,
And you in wool,
White as a white cow's milk,
More beautiful
Than the breast of a gull.
We shall walk through the still town
In a windless peace;
We shall step upon white down, Upon silver fleece,
Upon softer than these.
We shall walk in velvet shoes:
Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
On white silence below.
We shall walk in the snow.
Charlotte, thanks for this, and I'm glad you kept your American Literature textbook. Velvet Shoes captures, perfectly, the white silence of snow. I love this poem.
Velvet Shoes - perfect. Thanks, Charlotte.
We had about 1 inch of snow on the ground this morning. But it was pretty. Thanks for the Velvet Shoes, Charlotte.
Ann P.
I love your picture, Keith, and Charlotte thanks for the Velvet Shoes. I had forgotten that poem, but it came back to me--such a beautiful description. I finally was able to sign on to this blog.
Welcome, Tommye. Join in. This is really fun - can't think of a better group.
Tommye, welcome - the poem seemed appropriate for what we are seeing here - Fred was working from home yesterday so we had a lovely day with no stress - I have lots of pictures but am afraid to send them to Nick and Will as they will hate me since Nashville only got a dusting.
It is funny how I remember all the poems I have ever read and most of the songs I have ever heard, but I can't for the life of me recall my phone number.
Tommye, glad you've gotten aboard. We are enjoying having everyone to put in his/her two cents into the blog. Our snow today is just in stripes over the yard. It'll be gone by tomorrow when the temperatures rise. Today is still cold and the buses ran to schools at the regular times this a.m. I went to water aerobics at 7:00 a.m. and watched for black ice.
Ann Piper
I will try to share from time to time. Having spent only a couple of years with you guys, I don't know all of the "haunts." Never visited the dump I don't think. I do, however, remember a particular Halloween with Beverly Burchett and Betty (Pat) Smith when we raided the street signs left behind City Hall. Did any of you ever get into trouble on Halloween?
I do have a question or two. Did Mrs. Ruth have any children? She was right at the top of favorite teachers for me. Also Mrs. Lela McEndree was mentioned. I went to church with her and stayed with her my last two weeks in R'ville. My folks moved on to Alabama, and I stayed for final exams. Also I went to church with Mrs. Turner, Jim's mother who was a wonderful Sunday School teacher. She also had a booming alto voice, which I admired. Is she still alive?
I have a new hobby. I am making walking sticks. I get small trees from our property that have been entwined with honesuckle vines, strip them of bark and vine, sand them and coat them with polyurethane, put a tip on the end and voila--a walking cane. I gave away several for Christmas--mostly to old aunts and uncles.
Was it a Halloween when some of us stole those little smudge pots that used to be placed around street construction? I also remember being in Maple Grove Cemetery one Halloween.
No, Miss Ruth had no birth children, but all of her students surely qualified. A truly amazing lady. Of course, Andy Mac is her nephew.
Mrs. McEndree has died within the last several years. She was living in Texas with or near her daughter, Ann, who was here for the Class of '56 reunion. Mrs. Turner also died within the past couple of years. Jim would be delighted to hear from you. He was with the newspaper a number of years and now teaches a journalism class at Western.
We have some folks here who make walking sticks out of old tobacco sticks, and they are really neat - each one different. They mark the hand grips with leather strips. And I think we actually all could use a walking stick.
Tommye, I think your walking stick hobby is a great idea. Do you sell them? How about posting a picture of few? I'm sure that several of us have creaking knees and hips, so your walking stick picture would generate a lot of interest!
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