This is why I don't complain about winter. [View all]
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Because it is simply and completely beautiful.
The woods that verge my home, after a blizzard that dropped more than a foot of snow:
...and the front of the house:
...and also this: Yesterday morning, just as the snow was starting, a flock of cedar waxwings, maybe 40 strong, descended as one on the cherry tree outside my office window, and began to eat the remaining berries. It was like a cloud came down, foop, and they were there. They ate, cascaded up to a high branch of a tree at the edge of the woods, and came down in teams to eat the berries...until the wind picked up, and they were gone.
I caught a picture of four of them, and was reminded of a Robert Francis poem.
Waxwings
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings
chat on a February berry bush
in sun, and I am one.
Such merriment and such sobriety--
the small wild fruit on the tall stalk--
was this not always my true style?
Above an elegance of snow, beneath
a silk-blue sky a brotherhood of four
birds. Can you mistake us?
To sun, to feast, and to converse
and all together--for this I have abandoned
all my other lives.
- Robert Francis
Why do I love winter?
Because it is beautiful.
Period. End of file.
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