Well today we had another round of snow falling gently and steadily
through the day. I took my camera along on a trip to the library with
my overdue book. Because I seemed to be engulfed in a grey blanket
the world became more enclosed, held to a smaller compass, more
charged with detail. As always in this situation I remembered the
experience of mole and rat in the Wild Wood.
"The Mole would not have known that it was the same wood. However,
they set out bravely, and took the line that seemed most promising,
holding on to each other and pretending with invincible cheerfulness
that they recognized an old friend in every fresh tree that grimly and
silently greeted them, or saw openings, gaps, or paths with a familiar
turn in them, in the monotony of white space and black tree-trunks
that refused to vary."
The Wind in the Willows
Mid way through this particular journey of
my life I saw an ominous sign.
And sure enough when I got home I found that
Jadis, the White Witch had been by..
"The Queen let another drop fall from her bottle on to the snow,
and instantly there appeared a round box, tied with green silk
ribbon, which, when opened, turned out to contain several pounds
of the best Turkish Delight. Each piece was sweet and light to the
very centre and Edmund had never tasted anything more
delicious. He was quite warm now, and very comfortable.
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe