You will never guess what happened in the desert.
Come into my garden and I shall show you...
You see, on Saturday night it was raining raining raining (something that had not happened here in ages). I awoke to very strong rain sounds at 3:34 a.m.
Miles and Matty went outside for a couple of minutes. We came back in and I crawled back into bed and read 2 fairytales. Just as I finished the last story, the strong rain became silent in one haunting fell swoop.
As I dozed off, I dreamt it was snowing.
In my heart, I knew it was snowing.
I awoke at 6 a.m. and a fairy tugged on my nightgown hem, whispering, "It snowed, it snowed...."
I looked out my window.
I jumped on my bed and looked out of my higher window too, and I screamed!
Matty jumped on my bed with me and I said, "Oh Matty Matty, you will never guess what I am going to show you, it is sooooooo good, soooo gooooooddd, oh Matty!!!"
I promptly got dressed in layers and layers, thick socks and those rubber boots my Mom gave me for Christmas (Thank you Mom!).
A winter wonderland awaited my giddy soul, as I had not seen snow since February of 2009, or was it 2008?
And so, I opened the front door.
Matty ran so fast (as he normally does), that he literally flew off the porch because of the ice and snow, and landed standing on his feet 3 stairs down. Then he looked at the snow wide-eyed and promptly tip-toed back to the porch.
It's okay, I told him.
And then, just like that, he and Miles ran off the porch like maniacs.
They LOVED it!
I knew of the silent enchantment that snow brings.
And how you have to stand in it, and absorb it like a friend you have not seen for a very long time, who will quickly be gone with the first ray of sun.
Such incredible silence and beauty.
The gypsy garden was sublime.
Like a storybook setting....
Snow makes everything so very dreamy.
I walked around, closing my eyes to memorize the brisk air, the silence, the crunching of the snow under my feet....
It was magical.
No doubt about it...
Just typing these words and looking at these photos feels like it never happened, and my heart longs for it again...
Isn't snow like frosting on a cake?
It is so pure and fresh, and beautiful...
And to think, it was early summer weather just a week ago. I told you it was a bizarre place I live in ;)
The best part was that the snow was magnificent in texture. Light and fluffy, and and, one other word that does not exist....
Something like, magnificadeliciousically perfect.
What a treat from nature.
I have so many pup photos and video.
They just had a blast. A real blast I tell ya...
My wolf loved it.
(Matisse, otherwise known as Matty)
He ran around and around the property, ever so quickly, we just watched him zip by.
And, my fluffkin baby loved it too.
He is a hoot!
He was soaked in the end, and didn't care. He was in snow bliss.
As the snow fell off the trees, warning me it would be gone soon, I thought about Baby. And for a second, I felt her, in that beautiful snow kingdom...
(I have a short video of her and I in the snow many years ago, and she loved it too)
I took off my gloves.
I sunk my hands into the cold snow, memorizing the feeling.
And then, I made her a gift...
I placed a snow heart on her grave...
And, I shed a tender tear.
But only because I love her, and miss her.
Still and always.
It was a wondrous snow dream, of the real variety.
ps: I baked and cooked so much this lovely weekend, it was unbelievable. We ended our Sunday with incredibly touching Dean Spanley, and very full bellies......
pss: It snowed yesterday, and today it will be 72'F and tomorrow 79' F. Silly weather! That's about 26.1'C? ;)