Fun in the Snow

Wandering about

No direction day. 

Sudden flurry, cancelled plans. 

Went well anyway. 

Gotcha

Winter played us a clever april fools joke this morning,
Tidy goose-down in drifting to the ground, covering the new grass.
Bright Spring flowers all frosted in white.

Happy Place

The minute patterns in nature

Split wood again today, we found another anomaly and I finally photographed snow crystals like I've been planning to on the walk back home. (I have no idea how this font materialized...)

March 2nd, 211. Wednesday

Day 13, a letter to Rubeus Hagrid

Dear Hagrid,
How is Fang?
I trust your groundskeeping duties have been going well.

Today's been slow and long.
Long and slow.
I wrote a poem.

A lot of this past week has been long and slow. It's stupid.
I want to go somewhere new and exciting, and I want to
do lots of new and exciting things.
It doesn't even have to involve lots of money, it could be
sledding in a new location, or learning how to ski.

I think I want summer back. I can do so much more by
myself in the summer.
This winter has been mostly really dreary and melty. I'm
sick of slush and mud. I could probably sled happily
around town if everything wasn't so cloudy and mushy.

How's the snow up at Hogwarts?
I'm willing to bet it's a whole lot better than the snow
down here.

I hope you've been doing well, and I hope that you're
making friends with lots of students, you're a really cool guy.

Love,
Amoniel

And you thought Spring was here...

Winter hasn't loosened his grip yet

(I'm a horrible photographer but whatever, it's pretty and amazing and at least my pictures show that much.)

It's a blizzard! (I think)

The falling snow brings me Peace and inner reflection. The world no longer seems complicated, so I can now turn my gaze within.