I couldn’t help myself. I raked. I raked off the leaves and crud from the flower bed next to my studio and what’s in the forecast? Snow. Cold. Unspringness. This truly has been a snowy winter. I was compelled to see more of the luscious magnifient brilliant indigo blue plant called Scilla siberica or Spring Beauty peeking through my crunchy brown studio flower bed. I wanted desperately to see more–more color, more life, more hope! So I raked.
The next morning I did awake to a April winter wonderland. I quickly scurried downstairs and peeked out my studio window to view how the tiny magical patches of Spring Beauty survived. The brave flowers were as magnificent as ever–even a little more beautiful in contrast with the wet white snow. It inspired me to take some photos of our yard and the transformation that will take place with and without me this growing season. It was meditative walking around our yard documenting this snow shower on April 20th, 2011. The world outside my door was so quiet that I could hear the snowflakes hitting my camera and ski jacket. The only thing that broke the silence was an occasional car traveling the wet road across our swamp or the valiant song of the two cardinals who live with us. How can the simple sound of this bird suddenly fill me with such a sense of peace and contentment? What gifts we have in our own backyard. Snow or sun–it’s all good.