Snow Soap

I'm anxiously waiting for the sun to come out,

to peek through the clouds and shine on the fresh fallen snow.


The branches without leaves look so lacey.
The needles topped with snow

take my breath away.

The live oak with their dark black trunks
are clothed in gleaming white.

The primrose are just sprinkled.
They were tucked in by the house so tight
not getting the impact of the snow last night.

The pines make it look like Christmas once again.

Remember when we made 'soap snow'

out of detergent powder

and splashed it on our Christmas trees?

That's what these pines remind me of.





I love the changes snow brings:

the clouds and shadows and misty rings,

the transformation as the sun shines

through and onto everything.

I love this crazy winter.