Drifting
On a recent trip I found myself needing some time to myself, so decided to go for a walk in the bush. It was during that walk that I came upon a small snow drift and for some reason, I decided to take some time to look at it. It was a life changing moment. I found myself completely fascinated by the complexity of the drift; the shape, texture, interplay with the sunlight, size, and of course, the imagery, among other attributes.
When I returned home, I decided to start "drift hunting", but I wasn't optimistic. You wouldn't think from looking at where I live (see above picture) that I exactly live in "drift country". but once again I have been humbled by the subtle intricacy and beauty of the Prairies. Its cold, windy and dry here, which means that we actually do not get much snow. But the snow we get, coupled with the open spaces and high winds, produces some spectacular, if not obvious, drifts.
In the brief time I have been looking for drifts, I have realized how incredibly complex and varied drifts are, just as are the conditions that create them. Some are soft, rounded and pillowy, while others are hard and etched, as if out of sandstone. But whatever they look and feel like, each one is a miracle, as are all things in nature.
