For sheer beauty, my bike ride to work today was about as good as it gets. There was about an inch of snow during the night, and with no wind to speak of, the snow coated all the trees and bushes, not just the trunks but the smallest twigs as well. Moreover you could enjoy it by bicycle because the roads were mainly wet, not snow covered. And the temperature was a comfortable 30F, which is about as comfortable as it gets if you want to enjoy snow.. Anyway, every tree and bush looked even better than the artificially frosted specimens you sometimes see at Christmas time. And on the bike path the last 5 miles into downtown Milwaukee, where there are trees and bushes on both sides of the path coming up almost to the path, the effect was especially moving - like riding into the entrance to a magical kingdom.
But the fairy godmother soon put an end to the "spell". I looked out my window around 9:00 am and the trees were bare, and by 11:00, all the snow was melted and all that remained was the memory. The afternoon commute was back to business as usual: everything bare except the evergreens, and only the faintest hint of green in the grass; a typical Milwaukee March day. But there remains the memory of those couple grand hours!
For sheer beauty, my bike ride to work today was about as good as it gets. There was about an inch of snow during the night, and with no wind to speak of, the snow coated all the trees and bushes, not just the trunks but the smallest twigs as well. Moreover you could enjoy it by bicycle because the roads were mainly wet, not snow covered. And the temperature was a comfortable 30F, which is about as comfortable as it gets if you want to enjoy snow.. Anyway, every tree and bush looked even better than the artificially frosted specimens you sometimes see at Christmas time. And on the bike path the last 5 miles into downtown Milwaukee, where there are trees and bushes on both sides of the path coming up almost to the path, the effect was especially moving - like riding into the entrance to a magical kingdom.
I like how the world goes quiet during such blessed times, like one is finally given half a fightin' chance to think about stuff.
Dry streets @ freezing temps are nice. Often it's the very wind that we cuss-out, that keeps the pavement dry.
cheers, Tom
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I get the same kind of "wonder" feeling in fall when the leaves are gold and falling to the ground and the sun hits a tree from behind and it just glimmers in beauty.
