Monday 6 December 2010

The Snow Returns

 Cavendish Statue near the Town Hall
Surrounded on three sides by water when we get an inch of snow in Barrow there will be a foot elsewhere in the north. Yes there is "traffic chaos" in Scotland today with blizzards and airports closed.  Rather peaceful here but nobody sitting on the seats, although the nearby cafe had its tables and chairs outside, ready for business in case anyone wanted to admire the new snow while sipping a hot cup of cocoa.  Don't know whether they sell cocoa but it is a drink I always associate with winter.

Some Thomas Hardy seems appropriate:

Snow in the Suburbs

Every branch big with it,
Bent every twig with it;
Every fork like a white web-foot;
Every street and pavement mute:
Some flakes have lost their way, and grope back upward when
Meeting those meandering down they turn and descend again.
The palings are glued together like a wall,
And there is no waft of wind with the fleecy fall.
A sparrow enters the tree,
Whereon immediately
A snow-lump thrice his own slight size
Descends on him and showers his head and eye
And overturns him,
And near inurns him,
And lights on a nether twig, when its brush
Starts off a volley of other lodging lumps with a rush.
The steps are a blanched slope,
Up which, with feeble hope,
A black cat comes, wide-eyed and thin;
And we take him in.

Thomas Hardy, 1840-1928

2 comments:

mrsnesbitt said...

Rumour has it we are due another snowfall! Tis very very cold tonight but a hot bath has warmed me up. Tomorrow will be a day of organisation Nesbitt Household - no shopping deliveries for a week so mrsnesbitt will have to move her ample bottom and get sorted!

Joy said...

Gosh I hope you have remembered all Ray Mears has taught you about travelling across snowy wastes. Sleigh or 4x4, I wonder which is the transport of choice in north Yorkshire at the moment.