..all are nothing but in white..wondrously laying in frozenness..
In the midst of my sweet unconscious state, slowly that I was feeling the sensitivity of my hearing , as I was mildly whispered by the ``zephyr-liked`` swingning of a beat from a fair enough distance..still half asleep, I continued studying this beat I was hearing..until I woke myself up to a total consciousness as I heard of another forceful tone of a wave interruptedly joining the smooth beat I was hearing bit earlier..Fully awake then, I realized that I was hearing of a ``bell-ringing`` from the Church telling the whole village through its exact counted beat that it was now sharply 4 o´clock in the afternoon, Friday, the 21st of November, 2008..a sweet remarkable day for me and my ``Significant Half``.. a celebration of our 365th day of sharing life together..
Always that I love it how the churchbell rings every other hour to let know the village that the ´´big-hand-clock´´ has just ticked another 60-minutes. But not at that very moment when I have heard of such a forceful wave trying to disturb the task of the churchbell..such a powerful explosive blow almost creating an intense bang on the roof..
To conclusively tell this ``seemed-wild`` wave running around, I finally opened the door (I was about, anyhow, to check our mailbox outside).. untill then that I finally fathomed what it was...
..trees bending almost horizontally, leaves cannot anymore help but needed to let flow and shower the streets and every corner like raindrops, all windows in the neighborhood were tightly closed, white smokes appearing almost in every roof in the village blown from most of the houses´ chimneys..I was witnessing a powerful blow but a strong wind wildly covering the whole village, forcing away the smooth breeze which used to share its soft nature all over the town..so intensive that I can even hardly walk straight to reach the mailbox that I felt it strongly pushing against me as I moved every single step. A moment later, a big raindrop fell into my face, then followed such a heavy rain, was ready to reign the night with its freezing gust...
..it was a signal of a horrible weather which was forecasted in almost all weather news channels few days back..
Quickly as I could, I locked the doors and windows, and was warming the house with the heating system at its maximum power..slowly then, I was feeling the warm comfort spreading around..yet never enough to ignore the forceful wind with all the ``bangs`` it was creating outside..still at its wildest and even getting more and more stronger as the night went deeper and deeper..
..trying myself not to be disturbed by such a horrendous of nature, I found myself silently moving ´round the kitchen with the thought of a nice dinner with my precious half..yet every ``tick-tacks`` of my moves and the smokes going round the kitchen never did cover the frightening wave as the strong wind was blowing..
Shortly after seven, it was time to share the table for a wonderful celebration amidst the terrifying nature that the night was bringing. I filled the dining with a hot broccoli soup perfectly fitting the freezing evening..a course of Italian Pasta with meatballs..and a glass of redwine for quite a romance of such a wild thunder of the night. Clock was ticking deeper and deeper, I was hearing sweet laughters from a deep conversation of wonderful memories, of happy cheers celebrating a year of being at each other´s heart..yet a deeper as well that the strong wave was screaming all over the village with an even more powerful noises it naturally was whistling..
It was a real night of such an intense state of feeling both the nature of emotion in an opposite sense at once..how wondeful and lovely the evening that was shared sweetly and romantically, yet how terrifying as well to have been feeling at most point of the night how wild the nature was..even more wild than a lion of ardent thirst to gnaw his prey with all strength. Still deep in feeling the lovely smile within me while softly looking at My Precious´ face lying in silence and comfort next to me, I remember myself slowly falling asleep with the last thought I told myself; I wondered how will the morning be after this night of a so wild, powerful scream of a forceful wave that the blow of nature with heavy rains has brought the village..
..totally, I fell deeply into sleep..
The night had gone, I was feeling myself going back to consciousness..as I opened my eyes, I found them naturally directing to the window..curious as I was, I lift myself from bed and took few steps towards the window..and as I finally had the full view of the morning..I can´t help myself but to deeply astonished by how I was greeted by nature with a so sweet morning. My eyes were running everywhere, to most distance and corners they can..and how wonderful it was to be amazed by how marvelous the morning I was witnessing..atop most trees, gardens, streets, roofs, even cars resting outside most houses..all were nothing but in white..an amazing white of nature in frozenness covering most the surface of the village..
...it was the first snowfall in this part of Europe..
Snows everywhere, beautiful ``whites`` everywhere..,having my first step on the snow outside, I was trying to remember how heavy the night was,and still as fresh as how the morning was that I can remember how ponderous the night back..but what crossed my face was an astounding smile realizing how amazing the nature works to reveal the secrecy of her beauty..
..with a bunch of snow sitting at my palm, happily I was smiling inside,smiling as I recalled the sharing of such a sweet and wonderful celebration joining the then heavy night,just as how lovely and wonderful to feel the beauty of nature in white.. now I understand how wonderfully amazed My Precious Half,.. was sharing me this work of nature..
..I let go of the snow from my palm,..I can´t help but to smile..how amazing the nature as always, after her terrifying state..there followed such a beautiful white morning...
..my very first morning in white..
..It was actually ``our`` first white morning together:-)
