Sunday, December 10, 2017

A Mid-December Stroll

Snowflakes fell from the sky, unusual for this time of the year, in Tennessee.
No accumulations, just gently falling, like a dusting of confectioners sugar on a bare landscape.
 
 



" The rapid nightfall of mid-December had quite beset the little villages they approached on soft feet over a first thin fall of powdery snow.
Little was visible but squares of a dusky orange-red on either side of the street, where the firelight or lamplight of each cottage overflowed through the casements into the dark world without.
Most of the low latticed windows were innocent of blinds, and moving from one to another, the lookers-in, so far from home themselves, watched a cat being stroked, a sleepy child picked up and huddled off to bed, or a tired man stretch and knock out his pipe on the end of a smouldering log."


Ratty and Mole, In The Village. ~ Wind in the Willows


10 comments:

Winifred said...

That is such a beautiful piece of writing. It paints such vivid pictures pictures. Thanks for this. Love the picture too!

Cynthia said...

What a beautiful image and your words are perfect to match the feeling. Very "Winter Magic"-al.

Phoebes World said...

Wow... Beautiful x

Stella Jones said...

The Wind in the Willows is a favourite of mine too Jo. I love to be reminded of it. Thank you.

Susie said...

Jo, You always have the sweetest posts. I love visiting you. Blessings, stay warm, xoxo, Susie

Debbie - Mountain Mama said...

I just love that sweet picture, that's the perfect village, no doubt!!

Andrea said...

I love snow. I don't think I could possibly live where there isn't any. Enjoy, my friend. xxx

Angela Gabhart said...

Beautiful!!

L. D. said...

Our neighbors have a black cat that we sometimes see strolling into the kitchen to find its food. WE don't close our curtains to the dining room anymore and they do the same. When we first moved here they saw we were open and they closed their curtains a lot. Now we are both open and when we eat at the table we close them. We are not peeping, it is just you glance when there is a movement. I like the illustration that you shard today.

Henny Penny said...

I love this! I've just got to look this up and read a little.