My plan was to get up extra early this week, go to the gym straight away, and be at the studio by 9:00ish. Well, nature reorganized my day for me. You see, looking out the window, all I could see was a glittering wonderland. B was already geared up, outside and on his quad, ready to plow out the neighborhood. These moments make me fully appreciate why I fell in love with him. He is so giving of himself and his time. Even though he had to get to work like everyone else, he made the time to plow all of our neighbor’s driveways, including all the sidewalks. This is no small task, and quite time consuming. The only meager way I could help was by shoveling the walkways, and cleaning off our cars, a small effort in comparison. Luckily it wasn't too cold, and just felt wonderful to be outside in the fresh, crisp air. This is one of the first times I have seen snow actually stick to the ground in CT since I moved here. Feelings of childhood and the magic of a snow day overtook me. I quickly decided to forgo the gym, dust off my snowshoes and head to Bluff Point with my camera.
This was the first time I had ever snow shoed on my own, and because it was so early, I imagined having the Bluff to myself. There was only one car in the parking lot when I arrived, and I was greeted by a morning of possibility and fresh, sparkling powder, which cast a mesmerizing spell over me. It was especially beautiful to see the colors dance like crystals as the sun peeked out and cast its warm glow. I soon realized how much I missed being here, and was grateful for the gentle, graceful peace of the morning. I followed the trail of a X-country skier, and for a second wished I brought my skies instead. Because the snow was so fresh I could see animal tracks everywhere and wondered who else was out exploring the morning. This snowy jaunt in the snow made me realize once again how important it is for me to connect with nature, even in the winter. My sullen winter spirit has been revived.
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