I really should have written, “because of the snow,” because it is the blizzard we received yesterday that has made the landscape majestically beautiful. But, spring officially arrives in less than one week here in New England, and the bulbs that had emerged their bold stalks of green out of the waking Earth in my front garden are now covered in several feet of heavy, wet snow.
Oh, Spring, where are you? Why the long leave before your return? We are pining for you. Our skin, thirsts for the sun. Our feet, aching for the feel of dirt and grass. We have become grounded, or should I say ungrounded, in winter.
I have been bringing stainless steel tablespoons to my yoga classes so that my students can ground their bodies. It has been too long since our bare feet have felt the magnetic pull of of Mother’s Earth, welcoming us back into her body. So, we have to rely upon artificial means. The magnetic properties of metal to align our bodies’ polarity.
I am not complaining, but really I am. The snow is beautiful, and for skiers, like my son who has hit the slopes with his buddies on this school declared snow day, this blizzard has brought a gift of a free day to adventure, once again, beside Winter.
But, I am eager for spring. I am eager to see the return of buds filling with life. The swell of brooks and ponds teeming with tadpoles…and I have been waiting (not so patiently) to forgage for spring fungi. Oh, if I am honest, I have not been so diligent about embracing Winter’s gifts. The repose it offers. The churning of life in the process of building. My middle-grade manuscript sequels sit mostly untouched in their separate documents, surrounded by the aura of excuses. Instead of the writer’s muse, I feel the tug of Persephone’s hand pulling me out of these darkened days.
“Come back to the light!”
Ah, but it is indeed brighter outside, a brightness now magnified by the white masses of moisture now slayed across the branches of trees and pilled into forever drifts beside the walkways. Oh, have no fear, we will find you, Spring. We will find you someday…soon?
The Light Behind the Story 
I can relate Alethea. Some years I struggle to embrace winter and her subtle charms. Thankfully, we had a mild February and early spring so I’m bursting with happiness.
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I’m so glad you’re bursting with the happiness of spring. I hope to join you in that feeling soon. 🙂
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Soon!
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Yes!
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The snow is pretty, but, yeah, I am ready for spring! When I get out of work I will be spending my time shoveling… (I did a lot last night before I went to bed, so hopefully it will go quick.)
Hope you have a good day, despite all of the white stuff on the ground!
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Hopefully some of it will have melted by the time you are home. It’s so heavy with moisture it’s a bear to shovel! I shoveled around 9:30am yesterday and it nearly wiped me out. Thankfully, my husband was sent home from work and he snow-blowed the rest. I probably should learn how to use the snow-blower…Let’s hope spring is around the corner for us. 🌞
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I telework, which makes things like this easier. I also finished about two thirds of it yesterday, so, yeah, not too bad, though much heavier per unit volume than yesterday!
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Ah, nice! Glad the shoveling wasn’t too bad.
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This winter really dragged for me, too, even though we didn’t have snow. But it was gloomy and grey and wet. I seize every bit of sun like a cat. Soon, soon…(K)
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Grey and wet can get pretty dismal. Yes, soon 🌞
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Such a beautiful view but I understand how much you are yearning for some warmth and for those spring bulbs to be able to warm their faces on a ray of spring sunshine…
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💚🌞
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Yes we have much snow here to in Nova Scotia Great image from the inside.
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Are you ready for it to melt, or is it par for the course this time of year?
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Yes so much snow here..but maybe in April the snow will clear.
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Since I rarely see snow, this IS beautiful to me. I like how you speak to spring. It reminds me that a week ago, i was singing “Where are you springtime, why can’t I find you?” (like the song about Christmas from the Grinch). Spring will be with you soon!
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Thank you, JoAnna, I’m glad you related to the feeling of waiting for springtime. The snow continues to melt here, so we’re getting there…
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