Foretelling
I heard the owl at midnight. Not the fairy trill of the Screech, but the oracular notes of the Great Horned that frequently spends his evenings in the invisible branches of the nighttime trees. He often calls to us of other worlds; his low, mysterious voice imparting wisdom we mere humans cannot yet comprehend. But in the morning, upon looking out the window at breakfast time, I understood the message he had perhaps been foretelling. For there outside, falling slowly from the skies like heavenly cotton... Snow. For the first time this year. Each delicious flake drifting down so casually, one’s eye could pick one out and follow it all the long way from grey sky to brown earth, never losing it in the crowd of its ivory brethren. Within an hour our world was iced like a birthday cake by the wizardry of a snowfall and our little cottage now sat squarely on the pages of a storybook. Winter laughed at Spring as we pulled on newly knitted hats and scarves and rushed out to play our parts in this pageantry of snow.
For after all, no one enjoys snow more than Apple!
For after all, no one enjoys snow more than Apple!
I just love that look on Apple's face, Pamela!
ReplyDeleteYour description of the owl and the snow is wonderful!
How cute! We have snow, too and keep looking in wonder every time we pass a window!
ReplyDeleteYour glorious writing takes my breath away. I read your words out loud to my husband, (1) so he will know your talent and (2) so I can hear the richness of your words filling the air around us! WOW!
ReplyDeleteSo glad I discovered your blog so long ago. And I do so love Edward and Apple! Thank you!
Vickie
Such a happy photo of Apple!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your wintery white world! Ours melted quickly, although patches of icy white stuff persists in the shade.
ReplyDeleteYour words have captured the very magic I feel aboyt falling snow and a brand new ransformatin of the known world.
ReplyDeleteLovely accompanying pictures, Appl's posture speaks more of joy than words could say.
Hello Sweet Apple!!!
ReplyDeletePamela, you are blessed with the gift of writing. You paint pictures with your beautiful words and create such magical places for us to visit. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI missed the snowfall in North Alabama, but I was blessed to be on our tiny barrier island with our new lil' grandangel, Stella Donna.
What a precious picture of Apple. Hugs to you, Edward and Apple.
Yaya
Oh... that is a kodak moment of Apple!
ReplyDeleteDelightful.Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteApple is having such fun. When I look at that little face I want to run and jump like that too. xv
ReplyDeleteLove the drawing of the owl! I saw a white owl in Mexico on several occasions. Amazing! Enjoy the snow!
ReplyDeleteCatherine
Oh! Your words are like spun sugar.Crystalline.
ReplyDeleteAnd Apple???I feel like Ihaven't met him...what a hoot! Does edward like the snow??
:-) Ph that little dog's joy made me smile. Precious (name she came with) just looked bewildered at it, Angel look it in her stride and came in quickly, and Fluff wanted to romp with excitement. I think she and apple would get on well.
ReplyDeleteWe had a brief flurry of snow as the children were off to school, but it didn't settle.
What wonderful words and phrases you use 'falling slowly from the skies like heavenly cotton' and 'Winter laughed at spring' - beautiful:)
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite post yet, Pamela.
ReplyDeleteLike Vickie H.- I asked if my husband would like to read a few of your posts, he did and I believe that he quietly enters your world on occasion. Apple looks to be having the time of her life~
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful. Thank you for your kind words and wishes as well. Smiles, LC
ReplyDeleteThat photo is hilarious! I love it. The way you describe that magical snowy scene brings it clearly to my mind. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe icing could have been a birthday present IF we had the day at home to snuggle and enjoy. Too bad work was calling. I loved the owl staring straight at us and Apple was doing what we all need to do - frolicking!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THIS POST !!!
ReplyDeletei am smiling
Beautiful - i love to hear the owls hooting their magical & mysterious messages through the darkness of the night, Such a wonderful picture of apple too, full of fun.
ReplyDeleteHello P&E and Apple!
ReplyDeleteI don't think I've met Apple before?! He/she is certainly having a good time.
As usual, Pamela, you words create a world of quiet wonder. Another superb picture too!
That is an amazing photo of Apple!
ReplyDeleteWe have owls around Willow Manor. Their mellow, haunting hoot always strikes a chord of melancholy in me.
Dogs and snow go together like a horse and carriage, or is that love and marriage? Anyway, they do seem to love the snow and their enthusiasm is so infectious. Does Edward like it too or does he not like to get his paws wet?
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness - what a perfect photo of an Oh So exuberant snow dog Miss Apple. Much Love from Miss D who is soundly snoring at my feet and of course love also from tout la Gang.
ReplyDeleteYou always bring such beauty to the lives of those who are lucky enough to read your corner of the web.
ReplyDeleteBecause of this, I've listed you to receive the "Fabby Blog" Award. You can pick up the icon on my blog if you like.
A Spring post and then snow - what do you know!
ReplyDeleteThat picture of Apple really captures her personality!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, as always.
xo
Brooke
Apple!
ReplyDeleteSeriously joyful little dog in that photo.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photo of the dog in the snow!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your last two posts with their birds. We've seen many robins here already, and hear the owl in the trees in the early eveing, but rarely see him.
Beautiful writing - such a treat to stop here before leaving for work.
The owl picture is lovely, Apple is a darling, but where, I ask, is the famour Edward? Could it be that he doesn't care for snow?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful piece of writing by the way.
The photo of Apple had me fooled! I honestly thought it was a Colville painting. Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteKat
Pamela, I wasn’t sure if these evocative words were yours our a quotation at first. You write so lyrically. Your “spring” sounds like ours. I love the delight of Apple’s leap. You do live in a storybook world; thanks for sharing a page of it.
ReplyDeleteone of my favorite things on the planet - owls - I love driving at night and having an owl fly along beside me for a short bit as I travel the rural roads - could Apple be any happier?!
ReplyDeleteOh hi there, I just found your blog and it´s just lovely!
ReplyDeleteI hope you are enjoying your weekend:)
Hugs Gunilla in Singapore
'Have someone handsome peel you a grape'....(you posted as a comment)
ReplyDeleteOnly YOU could make that sound so beautiful. I actually giggled. Out loud.
Beautiful writing and picture. Apple is having such fun!
ReplyDeleteThe picture of the owl, and the narrative fit so well together. Owls are one of my favourite birds, though I have many.
ReplyDeleteApple looks like she's having a blast running through the snow!
"Winter laughed at Spring..." Wonderful, and so true, Pamela. Great picture of Apple, and the owl is so handsome. :)
ReplyDelete