When the only apology you get is a message thanking you for your friendship…
I love the moments right before a thunderstorm. I love the smell of the rain and the feel of the cool wind. Our weather in New Jersey has been interesting and unusual. We have moved from 80 degree days in December to single digit temperatures in April. This thunderstorm seemed so normal…and peaceful.
Cats have a way of showing you what to focus on and what to be amazed by.
I have a feeling this will not be his only snow of the season. He appeared so fascinated by the sounds, smells, and the “white stuff” inside our doorway. I even held him so he could see the wind blow outside the screen door during the storm.
Sometimes I forget that my cats still have their “firsts.” His first was another moment for me to slow down and enjoy the beauty. Cat owners understand.
The snow is melting, but these images remain. My favorite is the bird on the branch. During the height of the storm, she remained on the branch sleeping, breathing gently.
I don’t know why I thought it was a “she.” Maybe I related to her resilience. She found her spot on the inner part of the branch. There she stayed as the storm gained strength.
Before the shoveling,
Before the snowblowing,
Before almost falling trying to clean off my Jeep Wrangler,
There was the peaceful beauty of falling snow…
Views from Blizzard Jonas