Frost

This morning offered a landscape rimed with frost.

The mundane and usually overlooked things that surround us, flung into high relief, augmented.

A moment in which things as they are become something more  – at least for a little while.

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Warm enough (just) for pulling gloves off, grabbing the phone and capturing a moment or two.

Those chance meetings between the dailiness of getting from here to there, and moments of extraordinary loveliness.

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… some frost drawings from the day, courtesy back alley weeds and a pickup truck tailgate.

Enjoy.

Frost

The weather offered some lovely reminders yesterday morning that this has been a rather humid winter for my part of the world so far.

Having spent the last three weeks + feeling like I was running all the time, these frosty feathers were a perfect reminder to me of the importance of paying attention to the details in one’s environment. And, of course, that taking the time to stop and really see offers worlds of peace and refreshment in this ever-busy world.

I’ve been coming across articles everywhere lately that are addressing the endless business that seems to pervade existence; the prevalence of being constantly plugged-in, constantly in touch, continually working, endlessly busy – and how counter-productive that pace actually is. How little we really wind up accomplishing, and at what cost. Busy isn’t necessarily any of the things we want to be: efficient in our days, producing quality work (whatever work we do).

The frost reminded me that it takes time to really create anything that’s worth making; that being present for the process is a great gift. And that time allows the mind to still, and to really work.

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