Day: December 8, 2011

On the path, the dogs come running to me. Dogs love storms.

A moment on the path. We turn the corner, after the storm, and I saw the dogs, ears up, stiffen, as they saw the tree down before I did and put their noses to the ground to get the story.

News of the first winter storm began circulating Wednesday afternoon as Storm Center began sending out alarms to cell phones. Severe weather alerts. I think the alerts might have said “beautiful affirmation of nature arriving overnight, a few soft inches reminding us that our concerns and worries are petty, and the natural world will sing its own song. So it did, and I got out with my camera and danced a little jig to welcome in the winter. I have my own Storm Center. My farmer neighbor Carr came by and leaned out of his truck and spat something awful onto the ground and said, “hey, gonna get some snow.” So we did.