The Snow Dance

The snow shovels were dancing in the foyer when I went downstairs this morning. So I grabbed one and went for a waltz on the porch, the steps, the walkway and finally on the sidewalk



We did a repeat performance tonight before the accumulation got packed down. The brick path through the front yard can wait for another time. Mother Earth is capturing the flakes, molding them as a blanket for the flowers sleeping beneath.



The snow pile grew a few inches after the second round! Why take a photo? Why not? It’s a moment in time to compare with another in June when the hostas, ferns, geraniums and lilies salute summer.



Of course, my neighbor was on his third dance with the snow. His main snow pile is in the back yard but here’s the front snow pile. Sorry Mr. P…it doesn’t compare to my mountain!



Here are some little things we seldom notice until we must stop and experience nature in her splendor.