Nursery rhymes

Remember the one:

 

“Star light,

Star bright,

I wish I may

I wish I might

Have the wish

I wish tonight”

Now that is still a favorite but we need to invent one for the first snow.

The day when gentle flakes do their work of covering up the lack of

leaves in the trees; the dirt and mud on the ground; the absence of

flowers anywhere; fields empty of grains waving in the breeze.

OK since I grew up in Southern California maybe I missed the rhymes

That might have been prevalent in more northern climes – but I did an

Internet search and really didn’t come up with much at all.

Such is life

Time to invent my own.

“The wind grows chill,

The sky turns gray,

Winter is on its way,

Snow falls on the sill.”

Still doesn’t quite take in the beauty of that first snowfall

So I guess I’ll keep trying.

Snow in the neighborhood

street lamp and snowy branches

Leaving up the lights

Switching

It was hard to leave the mountains this morning: the first snow on the peaks was glistening in the rising sun. The fog fingers were moving in though and bad weather forecast so I chose to listen to Mozart’s Requiem on the way down the mountain – and until I left the last of my favorite peaks.

Le Luisin

Part of the mountains peaks above La Creusaz

Les Cimes de l'Est

Then it was on to more current music – still loving Andrea Bocelli – and a switch in mentalities.  I furthered the mental switch by stopping to walk along the lake front in the “Grande Rive” just before Evian, France.

Lakeside in la Grande Rive, France looking towards Lausanne in Switzerland

Once home, faced with an accumulation of mail and tasks needing doing, had lunch with a friend, which completed the switch – at least for a few days.

Winter Wonderland

« Sleigh bells ring, are you listening… » Frankly no, I was still sound asleep and haven’t seen a sleigh in years, never mind heard bells through my new windows.

« In the lane, snow is glistening » … actually that one’s true – I awoke to a beautiful blanket of the white stuff (for once as predicted, but I had totally forgotten the fact) with snow flakes still falling in the light of the street lamp.

And even if we only dreamt of a White Christmas, someone finally got it right a couple of days later !