Winter adds yet another layer of snow to cover up dirt-spattered snow banks and cracked patches of ice. Like an old lady applying too much make-up and looking so obvious, the latest snowstorm would have us believe in winter's youth.
But this snow is heavy and wet. The powder of the really cold winter is weighed down underneath Nature's newest heavy white down comforter.
For i am comfortable hibernating in my den, pretending i am snowed in and can't drive to the Connecticut Flower Show today.
I am seduced by winter's beauty once more. Like an old lady in beautiful new clothes, my attention on her finery and not on the wrinkles of snow that were so evident just yesterday.
Everything ages. Even winter.