Yin and Yang of Winter

Delicate crystal white blue of the gorgeous freshly-fallen snow Makes me want to sing a Christmas carol everywhere I go. The prettiness of the day, takes me breath away, in glory. I am thinking everything on earth must be hunky dory. Christmas is on her way, and people are nicer than ever. The icicles glisten with a beauty that is insanely clever. The crisp fresh look of the meadow makes me want to sing. I think winter is the more beautiful than almost anything. Then I get into my car and slide around my driveway. I crash into the porch, and end up with a car door sideways. My husband comes out and yells at me, and it is not even my fault. Who was in charge of putting down some cat litter or salt? I am halfway to work, cringing, because the highways are so slick. My I-phone rings, but I ignore it. Keeping this car on the road’s the trick. I get to work and no one is there, so I call my boss to ask what’s up. School is cancelled for inclement weather, she tells me. I spill my coffee cup.