We may hate shoveling, raking the roof
and snow blowing, but there is a lot to be said for standing out in the snow,
hearing the deadened sound of the earth as white flakes cover your hair and
lashes.
When I took an art class in college, the
professor had us look at details in a tree, then he said to expand our field of
vision to see what was behind the tree. See the blocks of color and how things
change as they get further away. It taught me to look up and see the world.
Stop focusing on putting one foot in front of the other, or watching the patch
of ice and snow on the road while I’m driving.
Pull over, stop walking and look around.
I bet you see some amazing sights. One of my favorite things to do is drive
over the bridge on Whites Bridge Road to look out over Sebago Lake toward Mount
Washington. On a clear day you can see the white behemoth looming over all the
smaller mountains until the mountains meet the lake. If no one is behind me, I
will stop on the bridge to see how much of the lake is frozen and admire the
beauty that is part of our community.
Although I’m still
jealous…envious…obsessed with those who post pictures from Florida and Arizona,
I know in a few months, they will be sweltering in their air conditioned homes,
while we are enjoying the gorgeous Maine weather.
So we will take another snow storm for
the team, because what makes us struggle now, makes us enjoy what’s to come so
much more.
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