The city snow will disappear this week and I’d like to say a fond farewell.
You hung on too long, my friend, you and your sooty piles, heaped next to the trash.
New York City is beautiful in the Spring and in the Fall. It is beautiful in the Winter right after the snow falls. There are sparkles in the moonlight then. But now, there are cigarette butts and doggy doo. And it’s really time for the snow to go.
I was in Vermont last week. There, the snow stays white.
I don’t want to move to Vermont. Yet I found comfort and beauty in snow that stayed pristine. There was something relaxing about being in a place that is not polluted. (I love that Vermont is just a few hours from NYC.)
I took this picture when cross country skiing at the Lincoln Family Home at Hildene, a grand home, (built on the backs of our immigrant ancestors), by Robert Todd Lincoln, who was president of Pullman Company. Most recently owned by an eccentric descendant of the great president, Ms. Beckwith, it is now a lovely cross country skiing destination with 416 of Lincoln’s 500 acres still intact. Really lovely. http://www.hildene.org/
With every good bye I bid to one season, I have to remember a hello will follow. The daffodils will be the first, their little green sprouts, emerging. And the buds on trees, tightly wound, will emerge. The seasons are a miracle. Just as you can no longer live with one, the next comes waltzing (or skiing) in.
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Hi Marybeth, just discovered your blog on the Postaweek Facebook page and browsed through it… I’d love to live in NY for a couple of years and I am working on that project… 😉 maybe in 4-5 years time… I think I could even love winter in NY, your fotos look beautiful. We had a long, cold and snowy winter over here in Germany and I’m really looking forward to spring and summer!
All the best to you – I’ll add you to my blogroll if I may…