Sunday 14 December 2008

Snow again!



There are two views here - one from my landing window at half past seven this morning and the other of the sheep at half past eight. A very wintry scene after two inches of rain yesterday.
I found two quotes which fit the bill. Which one you feel is right probably depends upon whether you are a "glass half full" or a "glass half empty" kind of person. Must say that at this moment (9.15am) the first one appeals to me most, but as I sit typing this in the hall I see that the sun is shining through that landing window, so maybe in a little while I will find the second quote more to my liking. Have a warm day!

"Withering and Keen the winter comes
While comfort flies to close-shut rooms," John Clare


"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?" Percy B Shelley.

21 comments:

Heather said...

More lovely wintry images and beautiful pots on your windowsill. I must say I enjoy the look of winter but not so much the feel of it and find encouragement in your quotation from Shelley. You asked how I 'trained' my husband to bring me useful things for mixed media - well, I think it has just evolved over the past 25years, since I started being creative and could be connected with his desire to earn a few 'Brownie points'!!

Leenie said...

The first quote applies here. I think that spring may be far, far away in Idaho. Love the quotes.

Sharon said...

I agree, the first quote. We have months of close-shut rooms ahead of us, which to me is a glass half full. I love hibernating.
Beautiful views!

Travis Erwin said...

Both great shots but I find myself drawn more to the second.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Brownie points, Heather - I should have known.
The pots are Lombok pottery - I think from somewhere like Indonesia - my son and his wife buy me one each birthday.

The Weaver of Grass said...

I agree Leenie, except that here - if you search in the hedgerows - you often find the first stirrings of next years leaves, particularly once Christmas is over. One year on January 28th I wrote in my diary that I sat on a tree stump in my shirt sleeves, ate an apple and read my daily paper at 11 in the morning, it was so warm. You never know with UK weather.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Quite fancy hibernating myself, Sharon, except that after a few days I would feel so sluggish and desperate for fresh air and sunlight.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Yes Travis - we have got to believe that Spring will soon be here.

thousandflower said...

I love the John Clare quote. As a person who works outside most of the time I treasure the dark winter evenings when I can sit and make things. I think it a particularly northern feeling. When it is cold and dark you find yourself weaving, knitting or carving on the door posts.

Lyzzydee said...

Fantastic shots, we hardly ever seem to get snow this far south, we are caught in an area that misses it with regularity!!
We are hopiong to travel to North Yorks over Christmas, so keep some for me!!

Elizabeth said...

Poor John Clare - but how apt he is.
In an overheated NY apartment one almost forgets English winter.

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

Lovely images here, as usual. I've so enjoyed catching up on your posts and I so love my visits here at your place! In answer to your question on my last posting, the cardinal, although being a really beautiful bird, unfortunately does not have a beautiful song. Rather annoying really, sort of a high pitched squawk, with always makes him sound a bit irritated even when I'm sure he is not.

DJ said...

Love your photographs!
Inspiring to say the least...
I'll be back.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Interesting that you equate what we do in winter by how far North we live - I hadn't thought of it like that Thousand Flower - but am sure you are right.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Lyzzydee - welcome to my blog. Sorry but all the snow has gone by tonight - so you should have a trouble free ride to North Yorkshire. Enjoy your stay here.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Elizabeth - poor John Clare indeed. I love his poetry - my favourite is The Nightingale's Nest - do you know it?

The Weaver of Grass said...

Sad about no song for the cardinal Pamela, often it is our non-descript little brown birds who have the sweetest song (nightingale).

Raph G. Neckmann said...

Love the photos! There's something really special about hedges all year round. In the early summer there is often a halo of pale green where the sunlight shines through the new growth, and in winter a crusting of snow. They always make me think of adventurous journeys!

Both quotes have inspired me; appreciating the snugness of indoors, and crunching around the garden looking at next year's buds already forming on twigs.

Tess Kincaid said...

I adore your snowy sheep photos! Lots of rain in my neck of the woods. Wish it was snow.

Mistlethrush said...

What a view to wake up to. And definitely the quotes fits for me.
And that sun - looks like a huge moon to me...

Woman in a Window said...

Evocative photos. I can really appreciate them. (Snow makes everything better when it's cold out anyway.)