All you good folks down east are most likely too busy today to look at my silly little picture, but when you do get back to your routine I hope you take a moment or two to contemplate this scene of perfect calm.
This was taken in April in the Kananaskis (pronounced, kana-naskiss) mountains. I was high in the foothills when I pulled around a corner and saw this idyllic little scene. Big, round mounds of snow like these are what people think of when they long for winter – deep snow, bright, beautiful, untouched by human or animal.
There was no screaming terror for these snow flakes, no blowing sideways, hitting the ground with a head-cracking smack. No, this snow lived a good life: birth in a big, fluffy cloud, then playtime, up and down and around, and then the journey, down – probably slowly – to earth, to settle in on some bush or tree and take a good look around.
Anyway, all Doctor Seuss aside, it’s calm and beautiful, and I hope you enjoy.