Snowfall in April…Lavender Farm in Upstate NY

Sometimes you just walk into the perfect day. Clouds heavy with snow dim the day and dull the light. We crunch through a world of gray as snow flurries dust the ground swirling at the edge of a major storm, we get the mild storm frosting the countryside. Snow, gray skies seem to absorb sound and light, children move through the overcast as if in an old movie reel – stop animation. We walk in wintered landscape obscured by clouds, until sunset cuts a swath of light just beneath the seam of day and lights up the ground level landmarks, setting ablaze a few trees, the western slit of marmalade sky, west-facing walls. I hold my breath and listen for angelic voices in this perfect light.