The Blizzard came and transformed the city.
Before the snowploughs and the footprints and the salt and the dirt could arrive, I got up early to capture it.
I stepped out of my apartment—and into Narnia. Complete with lampposts.
Everywhere, everything was brimming with light. Beauty that catches in your throat. Sudden brightness—shining in the air, in the trees, in the skies, at your feet.
Every moment a new landscape. The early pink skies and the gentle light on the snow cushions on benches. The afternoon sunlight that turns trees to crystal, and a park into an enchanted forest.
Snow making everything beautiful. Covering over the ugliness, making everything look new. Almost as if the world has been made again and we are coming upon it for the first time.
Is it the world—or our eyes, that are made new?
A friend reminded me of a lovely C.S. Lewis quote about children and snow:
“Everyone begins as a child by liking Weather. You learn the art of disliking it as you grow up. Haven’t you ever noticed it on a snowy day? The grown-ups are all going about with long faces, but look at the children—and the dogs? They know what snow’s made for.” [C.S. Lewis, That Hideous Strength]
Children’s eyes are new. They can see what we have become blind to.
Wonder.
Snow reminds me.
I would like to live every day with the eyes of a child.
I would like to unlearn what I’ve learned.
I would like to step out of my apartment every day with new eyes to see what is always all around me, shining at my feet.
SLJ.
She lives in NYC and enjoys dividing her time between the front and the back of her apartment. She can be found at www.sallylloyd-jones.
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Yes! We get snow most of the winter, here, and now I must challenge myself: Why did I allow “I GET to go shovel snow” to become “Now I HAVE to go shovel snow”?
It would be wonderful if I could embrace more of life with thankfulness.
So for starters, thanks, Sally, for these beautiful pictures and a great reminder!
Beautiful Sally.:) I think too, that it is not only what we see with the first covering of snow but what we “hear.” Snow makes things SO quiet, and I feel like that is imperative for wonder to be born.
I love this. Thank you, Sally.
For me, taking photographs has been one way to recapture the wonder: it forces me to pay attention. And since I’m not very good at it yet, I have to focus on my subject for a very long time before I can capture it satisfactorily (and even then, I don’t always manage to). It’s amazing how much of life I don’t really see. My camera helps me to stop wandering around with blind eyes.
Thanks for your photos of snow (we’ve not had any this year, and my kids are sad about that) and especially your words about snow that render the winter white landscape a dazzling place of mystery and wonder and beauty once more.
So lovely.