Winter Royalty

The first snow hit last night. I always think of Frosty and Santa when the first snow falls...how the mean magician locked Frosty into a greenhouse full of beautiful poinsettias, and he melted. And poor Karen, how she cried. I always cried too, in fact, I still do. Santa saved him though, by opening the window and telling Karen that it was CHRISTMAS snow, and that never really goes away, although it may take the form of summer rain. Well, here in Maine I like to think that we know a might bit about snow, because we have like 8 months worth of it. No, I'm not really joking. LOL. But that first snow is magical, even more so when it hits your freshly decorated Christmas lights, and blankets them casting a soft, peaceful glow in a very quiet, sleeping world.
I love this time of year. I was born to it, literally, my birthday falling 2 days after the big day. Winter is my season, my colors, my climate. I positively THRIVE in the cold weather as though my body hibernates all year waiting for the snow and ice to finally fall again and awaken me. I think perhaps I embrace being the Ice Princess because if it means I govern during the Winter Solstice, and Yuletide, and Christmastime, then YES, I AM THE ICE PRINCESS AND COLD TO MY SOUL. Proud to be. I am heartened by Christmas music, and my philanthropic self (it's ok psycho stalker bitch, I know u don't understand that word, look it up on google, hun) is finally nourished by the good will which seems to infect everyone. And so, with the plunging temperatures and the first snowfall of the winter season......my general malaise ended and my winter heart awakened.
We decided to take a shopping trip tonight after I got out of work, and Juju got done her homework. We traveled to Freeport, ME, one of the shopping capitals of the world LOL, to contribute to the healing of the economy, and to purchase some boots so that Juju could play in the snow. I brought a smallish sum of money, and was so delighted, so absolutely charmed that not only could I buy my baby some boots, I could also, finally, purchase a new pair of shoes for myself. The environment was gorgeous if you look at the picture above, that is actually last year's theme. This year their theme is Northern Lights, and the ginormous tree was entirely decked in midnight blue and crystal white, with huge snowflakes tumbling amid the branches, and bright sparkles flaring here and there amongst the pine needles. It was so amazing, like being in the deep woods at midnight with nothing but moonlight brightening the new fallen snow. That "hush" feeling, like deer and rabbits and other woodland animals might come to pay homage to the tree, to winter itself in the quiet of the night. We spent a moment appreciating the splendor that is Freeport at Christmastime, then hopped into the car with our meager but very beloved parcels, and drove home looking for more fabulous Christmas displays and listening to Holiday music.
I'm feeling very loving and very loved tonight. I just spoke to Malcolm, shared the hilarity of yesterday's blog with him, and asked his permission to visit with and share coffee with Balor. "Would you mind if I did that" I asked him, and his instant response..."No, why would I?" "I didn't think you would, but you are special to me, and I don't want to do things to irritate you." I told him. "No worries and don't sweat it. Have fun and tell me the story after," he answers. His mom is going into the hospital tomorrow, so I'm going to do something special for him when I get out of work. I'm not sure what yet, but definitely something floral, and something food.
What Malcolm knows and made me realize is that although I am Ice, ice burns. He found the conflagration in the center of my being and it burns Prussian blue, and Titanium white, and all the colours of the landscape in wintertime. He is my winter soulmate, my Ice Prince. I also shared with him on the phone that I'm incredibly happy with the way everything has turned out. Our time together has been nothing short of spectacular, and as we approach the 8 month mark of our relationship, everything just keeps getting better and better. This, our first winter season together, is our very special time. Imagine that finally, I've someone to celebrate the holidays with. Not merely someone who will always be absent or drunk on those days. I can't wait to bask in the glow of the holiday lights with him, and watch the myriad colors dance over our skin. Because Ice is beautiful like that.