Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

THUNDERSNOW! EXTRA!  Our ever-inventive Weather Persons have discovered a new kind of sloppy.  It's  thundersnow!   It's thundering, It's slushy! It is drizzling, snowing, and sleeting!  The rain is freezing; the wind is pushing people around at 20 to 50 miles an hour! Yet nothing, no nothing, can keep our wet, windblown and frozen-fingered  New York  lovers from crossing the street,

Who needs spring when the winter beach is full of  abandoned shells? Which tiny creature spent its life creating such a masterpiece? I'll never know of course, but I am full of gratitude. Shells from the Black Point Beach

I am born with beauty surounding every twig and blade refracting every color. Touch me now before I go.

Remember the sweet green spring buds, exploding into summer?  Remember autumn, full of sky blue water lilies? Can pale chromatic winter be any more beautiful?

I'm a happy bush, just look at me I'm up, I'm curled, I'm orderly. The blizzards came, the blizzards went And I'm still here, ubowed, unbent. So wherever you are and whatever may be When things get tricky just think of me! Conservancy Gardens in Winter, Central Park

Ever vigilant, Green Sinclair turns his head just so and sniffs, becoming more and more of this severely physcal plane.

Nose to tail, nose to tail, white elephants resting at the roadside edge, Wait! Is that what I think it is? That pinkish blurry image in the road? Yes! Definitely! It is a puddle! A wet wonderful icy puddle! How divinely winter.