“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand (or paw) and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” Edith Sitwell
“After bringing Phil (groundhog) to the stage, a scroll was read presenting the groundhog’s prediction. It read: “It’s a beautiful morning, this I can see, with all of my fans viewing virtually. My faithful followers being safe and secure, our tradition of Groundhog Day must endure. We have all passed through the darkness of night, but now see hope in morning’s bright light. But now, when I turn to see, there’s a perfect shadow cast of me. Six more weeks of winter there will be.”
Going into six years here in the Blue Ridge Mountains there’s only been a couple of times we’ve found ourselves literally snowed-in for two or three days. Thankfully, this area so far has provided a “perfect” collection of seasons year-round, including the winters. There’s just enough snow throughout the winter months to get excited about, to be able to enjoy (so far) without being crippled by its effects.
Learned: lots of bottled water stored in the garage (in the event the power goes out and the well isn’t working), generator to power the cabin, snow boots, extra-heavy hiking boots, rain boots, ear muffs, wool scarves, multiple pairs of gloves, thick socks and more thick socks, tights, heavy rain-proof jackets, a closet-full of hoodies, flannel jammies, electric blankets, flashlights, stacks of heavy quilts downstairs and upstairs, well-packed pantry, good neighbors, hot cocoa, hot tea and coffee, lots of vitamins and honey……oh, and keep a frequent check on the propane gauge-a must……I will confess, it has slipped my mind and I suffered the consequences. There’s not a much better feeling around here than to see the propane truck pulling on the property to fill-up a tank right at dark that I neglected too long —- and during a time snow and ice is staring me in the face and the sting of the cold hitting my body and the temperature in the cabin diving quickly. I love propane! ⛰❄️ And to date, I adore our winters! ❄️❄️
Winter’s freezing days, many of them here overcast with drizzling rain that sometimes seems will never stop, the beautiful snow, the long and silent hours of darkness….. but truly hours which can cause lots of self-reflection, looking inward and upward….thankful for the journey, regardless now of how winding and steep….. there really is no place like home. Even in the freezing winter.
From a mountain girl’s heart