April Snowstorm

I have been quite sick all the week long (hence the total silence here), now it seems I'm getting back to my normal self even if I'm still a bit under the weather. Also my feelings have been quite upset lately so it's no wonder that my body reacted with an illness. I'm trying to figure a way out from this, and of course I look solace, inspiration and peace of mind in our Mother Earth, watching the Highiest Spirit express their power through her. Yesterday it has been amazing, I really felt like bowing to the nature as we have been hit by a snow storm that lasted several hours. As usually I should have understood that something was coming from the odd behaviour of the wild birds dwelling in my yard and sharing their daily living with me, but as often happens to us humans, I was too blind to see the obvious. Looking outside it is hardly possible to think we're about to celebrate Beltane.

Unpredictable North

Yesterday morning I woke up to a beautiful blue sky and amazing golden sun, the temperature, even in the wee hours of the morning was way over 0C (+4C). I wrote on my nature journal 'I feel this gonna be the first real day of spring'. I was kinda wrong I think ...

... During the night we got snow ...

All hail to the power of nature.

Wandering

Yesterday morning the blanket of clouds that has been covering the sky for a while, suddently disappeared showing the bluest of blue and letting the snow and ice glitter and sing songs of melting waters. As I took a walk outside with my oldest doughter I took a few pictures of the beauty that was freely given to me by mother earth and father sun ....

Into the wild

The youngest lad in the family loudly announced two days ago that he really wanted to roast something on the barbeque. So I came with a better and more exciting idea.

Let's start a fire in the snow.

So yesterday everything was ready, the only downside has been a sudden rise in the temperature, that skyrocketed at +2 bringing rain and turning the white outdoors into a swamp.

But still we menaged some wild experience ...

Urus !

 

 

The King beneath the mountains

The King beneath the mountains,
    The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains
    Shall come into his own!

His crown shall be upholden,
    His harp shall be restrung,
His halls shall echo golden
    To songs of yore re-sung.

The woods shall wave on mountains
    And grass beneath the sun;
His wealth shall flow in fountains
    And the rivers golden run.

The streams shall run in gladness,
    The lakes shall shine and burn,
All sorrow fail and sadness
    At the Mountain-king's return! 

                                                                             

                                                                                               ( JRR Tolkien )          

( A couple of days ago we could enjoy a powerful moment, during the snow storm the clouds got thinner and the sun started shining through them giving the sky that amazing color. I felt small and filled with amazement. I believe the image of that mighty sky can fit the wonderful Tolkien's poem about the mighty King under the mountain )

                           

Never-ending amazement

I have been traveling the north for almost 15 years now and made it my dwelling 6 years ago. I should be used to its ways, but still I'm caught in amazement about its nature and the power of it. Everything oozes life, and everything can change so dramatically in a matter of moments, reminding the little humans to be grateful for what they have as it is not due to them or granted to them,but only freely gifted.
We had two days of snowstorm, strong cold winds brought tiny needle-like snowflakes, stinging the skin when hitting. Snow piled so high yesterday we had a lot of digging to do. But today. Today is a brand new amazing day ....

Everything was white and grey. Stillness made in colors.

 

And today, same place, same trees, same sky.

 Stillness has gone. 

You can feel the lively and wild pulse of life.

Softly Spoken

Nature can whisper you secrets if you can be very still and silent to listen to them. The other week the temperatures had risen above the 0C, the snow was basically gone as the big birds whose dwelling is on the trees in my yard and sourroundings. Little titmouses had replaced megpies,crows and ravens.Then suddently saturday morning, megpies and crows were litterally queuing on my porch patiently waiting their turn to eat the food I set out for the birds in wintertime. The same day sunrise was of an unusual orange and pink color, much more like a sunset. In my heart I felt the weather was about to change but I didn't have the gut to say it out loud. Birds told me snow will be back. Much of a crazy babbling for most. But sunday morning we woke up with a snow storm. And I smiled and thanked our feathered friends for revealing me the secret in advance. Yesterday we had more snow, but since temperatures were quite high ( between -1 and +1) it came down fluffy and soft as cotton, blanketing everything in sweetness.

Mornings

Early morning is my favorite moment of the day. I like to wake up when the world is still sleeping, enjoy the silence, reflect, and mostly watch out of the windows. In my kitchen I have two, from one I can see the east and from the other I can see the west. This morning, as I am writing, I have been treated with one amazing vision, the sun is rising to the east while the moon is setting to the west. My friends the birds, crows, ravens and megpies, are already on the rowan honoring their rising father and everything looks so beautiful and perfect, my heart start beating faster. Temperatures increased dramatically in the last two days, so we went from -15 to +2 today and the snow is fading away, melting from our view impercetibly and steadly. It is good to have memories of it ...