Let It Snow!

What enchanted photo is this? A magic lamp post that grew out of a far away country? A look at the Lantern Waste, right on the edges of Narnia itself?

Nope, it's from none other than Highpoint Road. Snow, kids, snow!

I know this may not be blog worthy, but as a person who's spent their entire life in the Deep South, just the sight of big soft flakes drifting out of a gray slate of sky is enough to fill my heart with joy. And today, we got absolutely drenched with the stuff, our world magically transformed under a beautiful blanket of cold whiteness.

Like so much in nature, snow absolutely entrances me. I spent the morning eating cereal, listening to Alan Watts on Zencast, and just lazily gazing out the window as the soft ballet of snowflakes whirled around our fair city. I could have done it forever. I find that if we still our minds, let our infatuation with labelling the world fade, this whole snow thing is all the more amazing.

Right now, I'm fighting the urge to go out and walk through it. Still, it seems almost a sacrilege to trudge through all that fine powdery goodness and pollute it with graceless tennis shoe tracks. So maybe not. Still, there is so much to soak in just by looking and smelling and listening.

I am really noticing how snow not only beautifies the world, but also covers it with a peculiar quietness that is getting rarer by the day. It is nature's way of saying "shut up!" So just stay in, get a fire going, drink some hot chocolate, pull out the wool socks, luxuriate in silence, and enjoy!

As for a more substantial post, well, the Narnia Paradox is coming, but in the meantime, check out the archives. There are months and months of cosmic wonder and philosophical mischief to be had. I personally am putting my cut schedule at Borders to use by making enormous progress on book one of my new YA series.

Over and out. Or as Aslan would say, further up and further in.

DISCLAIMER - Okay, so I made a grievous error. Not as in General Grievous, though. This isn't about a four armed Jedi Killer. This is because I didn't give photographer credit. This stunning winter photograph was taken by Patti Ward. I just assumed everyone would know I didn't take it because 1) I don't have a camera and 2) I have no photographic skill whatsoever. If I had tried to take a picture of a lamp post and made it appear is if it was in a snowy wood, I probably would have wound up snapping a shot of my shoe laces or something. Cause when it comes to photography, that's the way I roll.