Mad and Stormy and Cackly

I should have suspected that reading dark and delicious poesy to March was not the best of ideas. I mean, I was certain that a month stuck between the nippiness of winter and the not-yet-bloomy spring would yearn for dark and spooky. Well, I was wrong and then some… the moment I read T.S. Eliot’s
“April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain”
March smirked creepily and began storming like crazy. I saw little sense in arguing with a month known for its madness, so… I slipped into something warm (about 13 layers, since I’m a complete coward when it comes to cold weather) and accompanied my Piano Man on a walk.

Can you see him in the darkness of my eyes, keeping me warm?

We were out for about an hour. This is a big deal for me. If you’ve been following my health bitching saga, you already know that this is my first time playing in the cold since the winter of 2013… when my lazy immune system rebelled and decided that keeping me warm was too much work to bother with. Today, um… yesterday, I guess, we made stag snow angels… and cackled in the woods like the deliciously terrifying maniac we can be.

I’ve never cared much for snow. My sexy Caribbean blood doesn’t mix well with the cold. But 5 years kept from jumping wildly all over the fluffy stuff left me longing for half-frozen toes (I could promptly defrost in a hot bath). Also, I think bare branches look freaking pretty dressed in the last of winter.

I should find some bright verses to appease March. Some Swinburne? “March, master of winds, bright minstrel and marshal of storms that enkindle the season they smite…” Um, mayhap not Swinburne *cough*.

41 thoughts on “Mad and Stormy and Cackly”

  1. I don’t like to be cold, but the snow is so damned pretty! Love your stag snow angel. [I know you’ve never seen it, so the reference is kinda meaningless, but the eye reflection is very Twin Peaks. 😉 )

  2. Oh my…how are such a beautiful witchy-shapeshifter-creature in all that snow….love the branch-stag antlers..thanks for this blissful post! So glad you had some blissful moments and playtime!!

  3. It has been a winter for the record books, Magaly, in more ways than I want to count. Although, snow hasn’t been one of them, for the city of Toronto. Am so glad that you got to experience the joy of your inner child with the snow antler angel. Even if, only for a few hours. 🙂

  4. Gorgeous pics, and I love your antlered snow angel! It’s looks like a day we’ll spent, cold but beautiful, and apparently joyful ♥️

  5. I love the pictures of your undeniably gorgeous self, and the fun in your eyes. Life is for living, and even when it stomps on you, dear Magaly, you never seem to forget that. I hope the warm up bath was deliciously bubbly and smelled like all the spices of joy.

  6. I’m glad you got out and had fun! I hate snow myself –which is why I live nowhere near it. Oh yes, it’s very pretty in pictures, but it’s the COLD I loathe. You are very brave and I hope NY has many compensations.

  7. Glad you got out! I didn’t use to mind the snow and living in Colorado made that a good thing. The older I got the less I could take it. Now just to ice my knee, I have to put the heating pad on my tummy and wrap up in a blanket. Lol

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