Sunday, December 06, 2009

Now Winter Comes Slowly

This is the last of my snow photos so ya'll won't have to endure anymore after this post...at least until it snows again. I thought perhaps I could make my Christmas cards this year using one of these images. I think I may have some card stock already. Things are getting just a little tight financially, from being laid off so long, so I'm trying to conserve a bit but I bet I can come up with something.
The very observant amongst you may have realized that I've been using song titles from Sting's new album, If On A Winter's Night. It has a few Christmas songs on it but I wouldn't say it's a Christmas album really. I did splurge and order this album and was delighted that it arrived just in time for the snow. I recommend it, although if you listen closely to the words to some of the songs it can be somewhat depressing. I think it absolutely captures the feeling of deep winter though.
Cedar trees grow in abundance here. They are really pretty in the forest but most people don't consider them nice enough to use as Christmas trees because they are kinda thin and spindly. I know when I was very young, and before Christmas tree farms became prevalent, the cedar trees were all we had. Daddy would take us kids out and we would roam our farm or go over to one of the neighbors, who had a couple hundred acres, and we would cut a tree from there. When I was 12 or 13 we discovered the farms and insisted then on having 'bought' trees because only 'country' folks had 'corndog' trees as we called them. If I can find a decent enough specimen on my own land, I might just have a 'corndog' this year. Allen will laugh when he reads this because I've always ranted about cedar trees. That's okay though; at my age I've learned some pretty good recipes for crow.
With the ceilings in my house, I can have about the biggest cedar I could lug in there. They don't shed and I like the smell. Hhmm, now if I could find a man that I could say the same about....
I loved how that he stood out against the white. What an interesting year this has been. I guess this early snow was just one more thing to come along this year that I never thought I'd see. I can't help but wonder these past few days what the new year will bring.

*Sting

6 comments:

Caddie said...

Just what is "he" that stands out against the snow? Seeing "him" before, I also wondered. You know, I'm in desperate need of new eyeglasses. Thank God for keyboards for if all bloggers talked instead of wrote, I'd not get near as much, what with being fairly deaf and I believe it's getting worse. Ha, no wonder I speak so often of total silence around me.

MamaHen said...

Hey Sissy! 'He' is a part from a railroad switching mechanism I believe.
I can't hear very well either so it's a good thing to me too that we write!

HermitJim said...

Pretty place around there, my friend! I'm sure that whatever tree you chose will be exactly the right one!

Funny how things work out!

MamaHen said...

Hey Jim! yep! thanks!

Beau said...

Beautiful post and photos. The boy and I cut down a cedar yesterday for his Grandma. Brought it over today... spindly and pokey, but it was free off the land and she loved it.

I'm pitching to do the same for ours... some folks think they're corndog trees around here too! I love your words about "pretty good recipes for crow." Ain't that the truth...

MamaHen said...

Hey Beau! thanks so much!