It's all in the light

We spent the weekend in Galena. The temperature was in the teens,
but the magic of a country winter day manifested itself before us.
I rose early anticipating seeing the deer,
but they were not there,neither were the turkeys.
The only thing present was wonder... the bright moon leaving, shining through the naked trees,
the moonlight glistening on the pure white snow,the horizon awakening with pink light.

With a cup of coffee in hand I sat at the kitchen table and watched as the sun rose and
glistened the snow even more below the brilliant blue sky of the new day. The birds returned to the feeders on the deck
en mass...becoming a birders delight. We had Chickadees,Finches-both gold and purple,Downy and Hoary woodpeckers,Red bellied woodpeckers,Blue Jays,Cardinals,Tufted titmouse's,Juncos,Crows,and nuthatches. And the orange feral cat showed up to see what was going on...poor thing...I think it has lost its litter mate. This is the second time we have seen it alone. I left dry food out by the rocks for him,but he preferred and has come to rely on the neighbor's consistent food supply (bless her Swedish heart).

Earlier,when I woke up in the middle of the night to something making noise in the woods, I stood at the window
trying to see what it was...but became lost in the wonder of  light and shadows on the snow. There was a wonderful,dreamy blue cast to everything and I soon forgot why I was standing there. I wanted to wake my husband up, but he doesn't share my wonder sometimes...he tries...but

wonder,magic,joy and beauty are sometimes best partaken alone

I can say I felt Frost's poem that night...
.Whose woods these are I think I know...

...The magic was bewitching

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