First Snow

The first snow to actually take temporary residence on the ground.
It sure makes for a beautiful morning.
Snow covered branches wind-dancing with a backdrop of a cloudless azure blue sky.
As I deeply draw in the cool, fresh air, I feel my lungs expanding to capacity, and satisfying the oxygen levels in my bloodstream.
The brilliant sunlight begins to melt the snow off the branches of the bare and glistening trees.
It sounds like rain hitting the ground in a steady rhythm of mini percussive explosions.
What a wonderful way to start the day, senses alive and feeling the urge to run full throttle into the day.
There is so much beauty to gaze, as the Earth begins it's winter hibernation.
Have I ever really noticed it before, or am I seeing it all with new eyes?
Is it just something that comes with the journey towards 50, or perhaps it was always there within me, and I just needed to tap into it.
Whatever the case, I am enjoying my surroundings speaking to me in such profound ways, and with such clarity.
Never have I felt so alive before, so keenly aware of life's lessons.
They are there for us to absorb if we will only take the time to truly see with eyes wide and open. Enjoy the chill, the snow covered hills, they are there for us�to recharge and renew our very souls.

Reviews

[onajourney]

blah blah blah!!!

[RainyDay]

Meh.... you somehow managed to make a perfectly good descriptive piece of prose into a self-righteous lecture that made me feel like gagging.

[Samuel Dickens]

At 61, I've never seen a first snowfall without feeling just like you so well describe here. We haven't gotten ours yet, but I anxiously await. Terrific writing, Al.