After The Storm - Part 2

After a freezing cold and short walk down by the lake that morning, we all three went for a drive further out the South Fork later that same morning.

We didn't go far.

Maybe 20 miles.

But it was................stunningly gorgeous..................

The snow is all gone now, and we are currently embedded in a weather pattern dominated by blue skies and temps in the 40s and 50s.

40s?  50s?  A week before Christmas?

As crazy warm as it has been over the past week (and is forecasted to be all THIS week) I wish for more snow.

There is plenty in the park, in the forest, in the mountains.

Just none here.

But on this day (a couple of days after Thanksgiving) it was freezing cold and the world was beautifully white.

Not just the world.

The world in which we lived.

The world where we had finally decided to stop being gypsies and the world we had finally decided to call home.

On the south fork of the Shoshone River, just outside of Cody Wyoming.......................

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again......................Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In wonderland & Through The Looking Glass