I’m in a rural part of the Northeast and we’ve had a fair amount of snow throughout December. This hasn’t stopped me from getting outside and going for my daily walks. I love the crunch of the snow under my feet and the quiet that snow brings to the earth.
I live in a city, but even here it does get beautifully quiet on snowy days. This quiet that you mention, reminds me of an even deeper silence, not just quiet but a piercing silence that occurs when the lake at my cottage freezes over. Something changes, some physics of sound that I haven't explored come into play, and the whole area is absorbed in this eerie absence of sound, except for an occasional sudden roar of cracking ice or something happening under the ice. The first time I experienced it left a huge impression on me and makes me wonder what do the polar regions sound like.
How fascinating. I just read a bit about how people pay a lot of money to go visit Antarctica. They want to experience that cold and see the wildlife. I was thinking of how hard it would be to bear that kind of cold. But how amazing it would be to experience that kind of landscape.
My tiny thing this week was taking a short walk on my lunch break on Friday to the wooden bridge that crosses over the little dam in our downtown. I watched the water trickling over the dam, from underneath the ice formations. It is very cool to look at and I love the sound of rushing water.
I am in the transplant center at Duke after a double liver and kidney transplant. Insurance snafus are the only thing keeping me here now. Your posts are providing a lifeline for me. Thank you. Never a tiny thing….
Wow. I am well aware of the weight of a transplant and all it entails. I am a mom of a heart kid. Many of my Heart Mom friends kids have had heart transplants. Being in the hospital is not easy. Or all you have to undergo on a daily basis. Sending big love your way. I hope your road to recovery becomes easier soon. And if you message me your address I will send you some snail mail. It can greet you upon your return home. 🫶
Hi Kim! I’m so glad I found your Substack! I’m also a middle-aged woman in the Los Angeles area who is always looking for magic. We have a red maple in our backyard that is the loveliest shade of red-orange right now. In the rain, the colors of the garden become even brighter. Magic!
Cool! I grew up in Colorado Springs & I'm still here! Yes, its been dry, warm & windy... Fire weather. (My family's home of 23 years burned down in the Waldo Canyon Fire in 2012 & I'm still traumatized & constantly praying for rain & snow.) Its been about 65 degrees every day here since October... and like 72 degrees on Christmas! We had an amazing spring with peaceful, soaking rains every single day in May & June, which made a really beautiful green summer with cooler temps!
Oh wow, I can't even imagine what it must have felt like losing your home like that. I hope you have have to go through it again, and that we all smarten up and take care of this beautiful Earth of ours before it's too late. :)
My Tiny Thing today was looking out my kitchen window and seeing a Bluebird pair on my suet feeder🩵🩵! They took turns, each giving their mate a chance to peck at the suet. I always make a wish when I see a Bluebird, and today I could make two🩵🩵
I’m in a big northeastern city with four seasons. We had lots of snow very early this year. The views have been spectacular and my tiny thing this week was waking my dog when it was snowing and stopping for a few minutes to feel the snow fall onto my face. I felt so alive and in the moment ♥️
I’m in a rural part of the Northeast and we’ve had a fair amount of snow throughout December. This hasn’t stopped me from getting outside and going for my daily walks. I love the crunch of the snow under my feet and the quiet that snow brings to the earth.
I live in a city, but even here it does get beautifully quiet on snowy days. This quiet that you mention, reminds me of an even deeper silence, not just quiet but a piercing silence that occurs when the lake at my cottage freezes over. Something changes, some physics of sound that I haven't explored come into play, and the whole area is absorbed in this eerie absence of sound, except for an occasional sudden roar of cracking ice or something happening under the ice. The first time I experienced it left a huge impression on me and makes me wonder what do the polar regions sound like.
How fascinating. I just read a bit about how people pay a lot of money to go visit Antarctica. They want to experience that cold and see the wildlife. I was thinking of how hard it would be to bear that kind of cold. But how amazing it would be to experience that kind of landscape.
There is something about being outside - no matter how cold - that feels healing. I love how snow absorbs the sound. It is so silent.
My tiny thing this week was taking a short walk on my lunch break on Friday to the wooden bridge that crosses over the little dam in our downtown. I watched the water trickling over the dam, from underneath the ice formations. It is very cool to look at and I love the sound of rushing water.
That sounds amazing. It sounds like one of your paintings. 😊
I am in the transplant center at Duke after a double liver and kidney transplant. Insurance snafus are the only thing keeping me here now. Your posts are providing a lifeline for me. Thank you. Never a tiny thing….
Wow. I am well aware of the weight of a transplant and all it entails. I am a mom of a heart kid. Many of my Heart Mom friends kids have had heart transplants. Being in the hospital is not easy. Or all you have to undergo on a daily basis. Sending big love your way. I hope your road to recovery becomes easier soon. And if you message me your address I will send you some snail mail. It can greet you upon your return home. 🫶
It is nice to know someone still gets delighted by the moon. Thank you.
I do. I definitely do. 😊
An awesome jar within an awesome jar.✨
Hi Kim! I’m so glad I found your Substack! I’m also a middle-aged woman in the Los Angeles area who is always looking for magic. We have a red maple in our backyard that is the loveliest shade of red-orange right now. In the rain, the colors of the garden become even brighter. Magic!
Thanks! We get such a different view in the rain. It is amazing how the tree bark looks in the rain. Like pieces of art!
I love the sound of the rain in your video! I'm in Colorado & we haven't had rain or snow for months 😭
Really? So odd for Colorado. I grew up in Conifer. I remember no matter how much it stormed, the blue skies always followed.
Cool! I grew up in Colorado Springs & I'm still here! Yes, its been dry, warm & windy... Fire weather. (My family's home of 23 years burned down in the Waldo Canyon Fire in 2012 & I'm still traumatized & constantly praying for rain & snow.) Its been about 65 degrees every day here since October... and like 72 degrees on Christmas! We had an amazing spring with peaceful, soaking rains every single day in May & June, which made a really beautiful green summer with cooler temps!
Those fires are so terrifying. It seems like no place is safe. And what crazy weather for Colorado.
Oh wow, I can't even imagine what it must have felt like losing your home like that. I hope you have have to go through it again, and that we all smarten up and take care of this beautiful Earth of ours before it's too late. :)
So true. Especially when you read how easily the environment adapts to change. It is not too late. : (
My Tiny Thing today was looking out my kitchen window and seeing a Bluebird pair on my suet feeder🩵🩵! They took turns, each giving their mate a chance to peck at the suet. I always make a wish when I see a Bluebird, and today I could make two🩵🩵
I’m in a big northeastern city with four seasons. We had lots of snow very early this year. The views have been spectacular and my tiny thing this week was waking my dog when it was snowing and stopping for a few minutes to feel the snow fall onto my face. I felt so alive and in the moment ♥️