Surrounded by Wood and Snow
....and so once again the gods said; ”let there be snow” and on the second day of the new year there was….
Up here in New England I sometimes wonder if I’m being ‘snowed in’ or ‘snowed out’?
I don’t have a lot of extra time this morning as I’m soon out the door, after some breakfast….to get this place opened up. Now some may wonder what’s the difference to being ‘snowed in’ or ‘snowed out’....and so I will attempt to give my picture version of the definition along with some words. And yes, by now if you’ve read me at all….then you’ll understand, I just can-not stop these spewing//snowy words….why some-time I wonder, which came first….the word or the image?
Snowed in or snowed out, when it really comes down to it, it’s only a matter of how you or I interpret the image picture that is presented before ones-self and then we go forth and give those words the power to hold us in their grip. Have you ever thought about the way one interprets a half glass of water? If I see the glass as being half empty, will I not drink of it and be only half satisfied, knowing the substance of the glass will soon run out. But if I see the glass as half full, might I not drink more freely, seeing so much more therein and so I will also be much more satisfied. So getting back to my original first question of the difference as to being snowed in or snowed out, let us now proceed with some pictures of what that can mean and also I give thanks that in all this….I am surrounded by wood…..
....stepping outside on the front porch this morning around 3:30 am, I snapped these pictures, which led me to ask my-self….am I ‘snowed in’ to the farm or ‘snowed out’ of the rest of the world? And yes, I could really start writing and flipping that question round, but I’ll just let the reader answer his//her own pondering as reader be-ware….is your head-space half full or half empty and what will it be after you start answering that question…..
....I mean it really is a beaut-i-full sight to be-hold, new fallen virgin snow, lying in wait, to awaken the dawn and give forth it’s pure whiteness, be-fore the splaying rays of an early rising sun….and if one will pause for a moment, I do believe I hear that tree of wood giving thanks also….
....and yes, we moved the tree out of the sun-room yesterday to a place of outside glory, since this one will spend some time here over the coming days….weeks….
....now once again lets ask the question. If you were getting up this morning in our guest room and looking out this window beside the bed….would you see your-self as ‘snowed in’ to what lies within or ‘snowed out’ to what lies beyond? Hmmmm…..any-way I look at it, it’s still a great view….
....oh by the way, did I ever show you a picture of my brother….you should here the stories he tells me of what the winters used to be like around here….
And so….you all have a very good day and….
”....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/