Thursday, January 21, 2010

Proper Winter

Snow beneath whose chilly softness
Some that never lay
Make their first Repose this Winter
I admonish Thee

Blanket Wealthier the Neighbor
We so new bestow
Than thine acclimated Creature
Wilt Thou, Austere Snow? 
– Emily Dickinson

Snow in a Sussex forest, a series of images found here, and more congenial to contemplate than the present real-life streets of San Francisco, growing daily soggier in this week of rain.