DocAndersen
The first two pictures are of snow. The white snow is covering the ground. It is a blanket that makes the world different. In 2019 to 2020’s winter in the Washington DC area, we didn’t even have enough snow that we need to clear the driveway. There is magic in seeing the snowflakes fall. Each of them supposedly unique, but they are made the same way. Unique from common is the most exciting form of uniqueness. It would be like a car factory turning out cars that were always custom—violating Henry Ford’s long-held assembly line tradition. We make whatever color car you want Henry Ford once famously said as long as that color is Black. All the model T’s were black then.
The last two pictures are of the twins in the living room, avoiding the cold outside by watching a movie inside. Not that they wouldn’t later, go out and play in the snow. Perhaps snow angles, or building a snow fort. We used to when I little had snowballs fights that ranged over the large part of our neighborhood. We would build massive snow forts and hunker down to avoid the snow. But the storm always came. Someone snuck behind your fort and began launching snowballs at you from behind. You have to turn and face this new enemy, and then the other side could pummel you. Lots of snow would fly in those great wars we held. The areas around the forts would be grass.
Those days now long gone but remembered. Children have a different world now. Although to be fair, all of us have a different world now. We hunker down indoors, preventing the spread of diseases. I wonder now, thinking back of the world that flung that snow. Is it now gone forever? Will we ever return to the innocence of snow forts and the quiet of home? Or in this new world, will we see things differently? See words that are or are not as they are. Somewhat the occlusion of perception changing what we see now forever. Duck, there is a snowball coming towards you. Run, and learn to throw that snowball accurately. Get a sled so you can move snowballs. Build a snow fort against your mortal enemies. That change, today’s cohort, is tomorrow’s enemy and then the day afters cohort again. Build the innocence of a snow fort!
Love the protectors on the little trees.
those help control deer nibbles
That’s a lovely view!
it was near a friends house many years ago