Hello, as us Northen States face snow birds in love with the present weather actions around us change us within or without. Each day is a new birth of sorts we arise awake and adapt to the new day each day. Montaigne speaks of how each day is a new composite of our awareness of our self, ourselves if we choose to study how we, “be” or our being. I have a different viewpoint of the day because each day is different if we choose so, it seems simple. However, Montaigne does a much better job of saying this in His essays.
Today’s image is a photo of snow on a railing. I have never seen a snow ball, or sphere created by natures gentleness in a storm. This sphere of snow is an anomoly of my memories. I heard on the radio news the other day that the air space of a snow flake has been calculated at about 80 to 90 % air. I was astonished to find this out. Hope to see you again soon, here and Thank You for reading on this musing.