Monday, December 13, 2010
Winter Blows In
I haven't been outside today, but when I do the city will have been transformed.
Yesterday was drizzly and mild, delightful in its melancholy. I love the final days of autumn, when neighbors entirely abandon their stabs at kempt and let what's left of the vines creep out of bounds and the flowers frolic and tangle among them.
A few very tender plants succumbed weeks ago, their limp and watery foliage blackened but hanging on, tethered to branches by glutinous threads. Beside them, pink roses still budding and blooming, foolishly believing summer goes on forever.
But overnight, winter dropped. This morning the car tops and tree branches were crusted with a glitter of snow. Today, the temperature won't climb much above freezing.
Soon, I'll tug on my boots and gloves and tromp a path to lunch, iced blossoms lining my way.
Finding of beauty in the cycle of life. The Japanese call it wabi-sabi.