Hardwick Postcard #3: Snowy Day, Slower Day

In the dark, I open my daughter’s curtain to see snow falling in the streetlamp between our house and the neighbors’, and I wake my daughter as I usually do, talking quietly and setting a purring cat beside her. The cat burrows under the covers.

In the steady snow last night, we visited the library and the librarian, where my daughter opened a box of tinsel and spread a glittery rope over a bookcase and the mantel. Outside, damp flakes fell on our cheeks.

Everything’s slowed down a little, with slush on boots.

In variations of emotion, the conversation repeats, Winter’s here.

For the great doesn’t happen through impulse alone, and is a succession of little things that are brought together.

– Vincent van Gogh


One thought on “Hardwick Postcard #3: Snowy Day, Slower Day

  1. Mmmm, the slowness and the slush on the boots. I am so looking forward to that, we had a very dry warm spell for quite a while. I miss the slushy slowness.. I think I drove through Hardwick once on the way back from Ben Hewitt’s place. You mentioned you are originally from NM? Perhaps you know of any old apple orchards there? I will be visiting there in a few weeks and hoping to stop by a few places. Enjoy the slowness of this season.

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