Sunday, December 6, 2009

Hoar Frost, Rime in the Southern Appalachian Mountains

I appreciate the gentle way winter has introduced itself this year, with a light snow, and this morning, a lovely hoar frost in rime. Of course, it is not winter. It's fall. There are distractions.
I may not even know the day when winter formally arrives.
I'll take these gentle days as the
annoucement of a new beginning,
a new season, end of a decade so the beginning of a new decade, end of a journey so the arrival of a destiny, a new destination in my life.

1 comment:

Lynn Hamilton Rutherford said...

MOM!! It's beautiful ... lovely ... exactly as I'd always imagined!!! I'm so glad you posted this!!!! These are breath-taking!!!