A celebration of winter

Baby Bunyan snow sculpture_Staats8611In the midst of a quick January thaw, the St. Paul Winter Carnival began this past week.  Temperatures of 40+ degrees do not equate to an expected Minnesota winter.  Both snow and ice were melting and people were shedding multiple layers.  But an Alberta Clipper brought a return to temps below freezing last night.  The snow sculptures at the fairgrounds were all intact today, and the blue sky and sunshine brought people out to participate in winter play.  A snow slide had a long line of people, both children and adults, waiting to take a run; the snow maze was the right size for a child to get confused but the adults towered over it; and a simple large mound of snow was a wonderful temptation for kids to scramble and climb up.  This snow sculpture was titled “Baby Bunyan,” with a reference to Paul Bunyan as a child.  Our celebration of winter will continue for the next few months, until we are able to relish in the short season of spring and melting snow.

Dancing in the sunlight

Dancing in the sunlight_Staats8559I love the simplicity of our winter landscape.  The white snow clears the distractions and leaves a clean canvas.  As I was out for a walk one day I found these plants above the snow.  With the sun behind them and their shadows splayed out over the white snow, it appeared they were dancing with their shadows.  Similar to a water surface reflection, however the white brings everything down to the basics.  Just like in the cold of winter, we look to the basics of warmth, protection from the cold and wind, and the optimism that spring will be on our doorstep eventually.

Free air in a winter landscape

Free air and winter bikes 8488_StaatsAfter a “brown” Christmas with many Minnesotans grumbling about the lack of white, we awoke to a 6-inch snow on Saturday morning.  The landscape was once again white and clean.  I was wandering around the St. Paul campus of the University of Minnesota and found these bicycles and “Free Air.”  The snow had piled up precariously on top of the handlebars, tires, and bicycle seats – almost like frosting on a cake.  The colors of the bikes and the chains added a bright contrast to the white and brown scenery all around.  With the forecast of colder temperatures I doubt this snow will be melting anytime soon.

Hollyhocks

Glowing white hollyhock_StaatsSummer seemed to come to an abrupt end this past week as our temperatures slid into the upper 30’s at night and the 50’s during the daytime.  Autumn will soon grace the Minnesota landscape with its oranges, reds, and golds.  I was in our backyard this morning as the sun made its way above the trees and backlit this lovely white hollyhock.  The greens and the whites reminded me of summer.  The long stems of the hollyhocks were blowing in the cool breeze, yet the colors had me focused on the warmth of the summer sun.  We may have some days of late summer left, but I know that all-too-soon we’ll be passing into autumn and winter, each with its own special colors and characteristics.

Sentinels to winter

Paper birch of winter_StaatsWinter made a comeback this week with a snowfall in the early morning hours.  Fighting the slow traffic with the other commuters, I decided to get off the highway and visit a small local arboretum in Roseville – Central Park.  I waited to park the car as the snow plow operator made his carefully practiced swipes of the lot, clearing the area in short time.  I then had the quiet and the stillness of the park to myself.    The landscape was white in all directions until I walked past a grouping of paper birch trees.  Their peeling bit of color provided a contrast to all the snow.  The birches and the small twigs seemed to be sentinels of winter with their watch over the cold and snow.  In the distance I heard a single Canada goose honking as he took to the air, and somewhere a cardinal was welcoming the day.  I then heard something I couldn’t recognize. Turning around I saw a cyclist winding his way down the path, leaving a single line of tire tracks in the fresh snow.