|Suzanne Mazer Stewart writes from her country home in Marion County
simple pleasures or frustrations. |
By Suzanne Mazer Stewart
Now that the leaves have fallen, many tend to think of our hills and
valleys as colorless, dull, uninteresting. Some
even see the coming of Winter as depressing. If you stop, though, and
take a moment to really look around, the
palette of the season pops right up off the canvas of the landscape.
That stand of pine trees about halfway up the hillside has been there
all year. Yet, their deep green gets
overshadowed by the bright white of dogwoods in bloom in the Spring, and
tends to blend in with the other rich
greens of poplar and oak in the Summer's sunlight. However, once the
reds and golds have disappeared, the pines
make their presence known as loudly and clearly as a baby in church.
Showing off all their evergreen glory, as it
were, even in the snows.
And what about those cardinals and bluejays? Sure, we see them flitting
about pretty much all year round. But
who can keep from noticing that one magnificent burst of blue perched
among the now-grey branches of a tree?
And can anyone stop their eye from being attracted to that glorious red
dot moving from fencepost to fencepost
along the road?
Even when the snow does blanket the ground and the sky above grows heavy
with dull, grey clouds, there is still
some beauty to be found. A farmer's red barn, a soft brown doe pawing
for grass in the meadow, a fox searching
for his next meal; all add a splash of color and life to an otherwise
No, Winter does not hold the beauty of butterflies and dandelions, nor
the outrageous splendor of pumpkins and
changing maple trees. But, the next time you get to thinking of it as an
ugly, gloomy season to be endured while
huddled in the warmth of your home, try this. Open your curtains, go for
a walk or a drive, and take in the colors
of the cold.
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