Utah Weather and Treats – Thankful Thursday

So we always pray and hope for rain and snow and today, we got both. It was raining all night and for most of the morning before it switched over to snow. It’ll likely warm back up to rain at some point because it’s really wet snow out there, but it’s all much needed water all the same.

So today I am grateful for weird Utah weather.

And the cookies we made today.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday.

Caring -Thankful Thursday

I was surfing the internet on my niece’s tablet and I came across a post where a boy’s dog made sure he continued breathing through the night (because he slept differently.) I thought about my dog, Vincent. He doesn’t do anything like that with me.

But two nights ago he wouldn’t come in after going out and it was snowing too hard to leave him out all night. I was worried he’d force the garage open and worried about the rabbits. Finally I went out to see what he kept trying to take me to (because he was doing that luring thing that I do when I want him to follow me.)

The garage door had been left open on accident.

Vincent was worried about the rabbits too.

So I am grateful for my smart dog and how much he cares about the animals here.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday.

 

The World is White – SoC

Can’t wait to hop out the door
Or scurry through the snow.
Not stopping to even take a breath
Since I know where I want to go!
Until this moment all winter long
My world has been nothing but grey
Eventually I knew that white would fill my day.
 
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image: from martha0stout’s phone

Well it finally snowed and then stuck for the first time this winter! It was wonderful to see the way the snow continued to fall all day long yesterday. The world seemed consumed by the gently falling crystals.

image: martha0stout's phone

image: martha0stout’s phone

This little poem was inspired by this weekend’s Stream of Consciousness prompt.

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Let It Snow!

Seriously, haven’t had any snow this entire month! (I am aware that it isn’t even in the final countdown for Christmas, but still.)

The only snow that I see is the cool effect that you can turn on in the settings for WordPress. I’m really grateful for it because I’m really missing something that was a big part of my childhood and the first few years of adulthood. I do miss seeing snow pile up, but being able to see it fall is a balm on my soul.

Of course, now that I have complained about it, I will have lots of snow and everyone who lives near me and knows about this post will be out for my head.

Faith – Thankful Thursday

Faith is a feeling within your heart. -‘Faith is Like a Little Seed’, Primary Children’s Songbook

I’m thankful for my faith today. For the joy it brings to my heart and for the happiness it has brought into my life.

For the snow to play in when it’s dark
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
 
For the Darkness around us to show us the lighted path
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image: martha0stout’s phone
 
For the castles that await us
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image: martha0stout’s phone
 
For the beauty and purifying moments
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image: martha0stout’s phone

 For the original Thankful Thursday: http://mithriluna.wordpress.com/2014/06/19/thankful-thursday-happy-thursday/

It’s Raining, It’s Storming…

Yesterday it rained a lot (it’s still raining/snowing off and on today actually…) but I was reminded of something that happened several years ago.

Several years ago, when I was first in my twenties, a new library had opened up near our house. My mother, my sister and I went for the day to get some books and a few other things done (we didn’t have internet at the time). It was raining so hard that the librarians had to turn off the automatic function of the doors into the library because the rain kept setting them off!

I’d never seen it rain so much in my entire life!

I had grown up in a desert that required extensive canal-work in order to make it livable. Luckily for me, the canal system had been put in about 100 years before I was even born, so that work was done already. I hadn’t ever really realized I lived in a desert because there were trees everywhere and though it was always really hot in the summer and we didn’t have a lot of rain, there were plants that wouldn’t have survived on their own initially in a desert.

Half a year before the library doors incident, I’d gone on a very long road trip with my family to California. (One of my sisters was moving there and we all drove her and her stuff out there because it was summer and no one had school. Getting work off was fun, but doable.) I had never seen so much green in one place! That was when it really hit me: I lived in the middle of a desert!

So, fast forward half a year.

It’s raining so hard we’re having flooding everywhere, automatic doors have to be turned off and someone manning them in order to let customers/patrons in and out of the building. You walk outside for one whole minute and when you walk back in, you’re soaked like you jumped into a swimming pool fully clothed. (Which was a funny story, but I’m not talking about it right now. And yes, we actually timed the one minute thing just to be sure.)

I wondered if this was what monsoon season looked like in certain parts of the world.

The reason this story was on my mind was because we had gone to the library to take care of some things and pick up a few books (gardening books are all the rage at my house right now…) and I was reminded of that day so many years ago. The rain yesterday wasn’t even that heavy, it just gave me a small feeling of nostalgia to remember a time when it had rained so hard.

I have never seen it rain that hard since.

Snowstorm Peace

Gently flowing down,

Fluffy and soft and moving from slow to fast.

Tree limbs are lined,

But instead of skeletal looking,

They are blurred along the edges softly.

But underneath the gentle facade

Icy sheets await.

Death has never looked so quiet and peaceful.

Winter Break

Cookie crumbs litter faces of children holding half-empty cups of chocolate. Snow has melted into their hair and there is a parade of clothing drying in the bathroom.

Eyes shining brighter than stars.


Written for this week’s Trifecta challenge.

http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/12/trifextra-week-ninety-eight.html