Winter swirled back with a desperate last bite, and flung snow and ice with unending fury. We are smothered again in her white cloak, colour and life bleached from sight. Most peopled groaned and sighed “not again”, but all I could see was sparkling new beauty, and amazing shadows. This wasn’t a repeat, an old rerun of an often watched show, this was brand new footage.
Look a little closer and you can see the daffodils, thrusting their green and yellow spears up through the snow. They are making their first appearance of the year on a stage of snow.
Let yourself follow this fresh trail of prints, crushed into the snow, and showing for one day only. They’ll never be seen again, and will soon have been obliterated or melted. We can let the world show us new paths each day, or we can sigh and assume we’ve seen it all before. We can let our mind be filled with assumptions that the snow is a cold, messy inconvenience….or we can open our mind and let the real experience flood in. For a while at least, it paints the familiar landscape with the sparkling magic of ‘now’.
These fragile crab apple blossoms are positively glowing in the new snow, and are yet another reminder that time hasn’t slipped back. Things are still moving forwards towards spring and colour. I think we often let the feeling of something being repeated feel like a negative move backwards, but reality is always growing forwards into something new, backwards is just a trick our mind plays on us. Don’t let yourself be fooled. And if you don’t believe me let the new blossom tell you about the growing strength of the sun.