Monday, November 10, 2008

First Snow



Each year
Our beautiful changing seasons
Descend
So suddenly
Into winter's death

During the first snow, I always think of my first winters in Michigan. The first, I remember looking out of a hospital room and my mother bought me a blue coat with fake sheep fur insides to wear home. During my next first snow in Michigan, I looked out of a dorm room eating donuts and drinking hot chocolate. At least I always stay warm.

5 comments:

Gracie said...

Aren't seasons the greatest? There is something so magical and mesmerizing in snow falling. (Especially the first month or two of it!)

Jewels said...

Gracie - Yes!!! I love it so much.

ispeakbeanish said...

I think I'd be watching the snow fall as well.

elizabeth said...

You get your awesome memory from your father.

ELK said...

so quiet ~ so new ...stay warm and keep taking those beautiful photos!