"Catchers of Snow, Now Gone"

Half shoveling, half scrolling—because even snowstorms wait for social media.

🌿 The Creative Atmosphere of Home
When your apartment doubles as a creative workspace, every corner feels like a stage where new ideas wait their turn to enter the light. Even the birds outside seem to signal the coming of spring—a subtle but undeniable shift after months of cold mornings.

As the clocks change, the body adjusts almost instinctively, hungry for sunlight after a winter defined by overcast skies, snow, and ice. It was the kind of winter that lived up to its reputation, asking for patience and a willingness to endure.

❄️ Memories of Snow Beneath a Blue Sky
On a bright day like today, it feels strange to remember the snow—the way it once was, and how we dug ourselves out of it with a mix of frustration and delight.

​Perhaps social media has taught us to love snow more than we used to, encouraging us to capture it, frame it, and share it. A simple snowfall becomes a moment of beauty, a backdrop for joy, a reminder that even cold days can be luminous.

✍️ The Writer’s Motivation
​Though the forecast hints at more snow, the clear blue sky makes such predictions feel improbable. But writing isn’t tied to weather or necessity. It isn’t driven by deadlines or the promise of financial reward. Writing comes from a deeper place—a love of creation, a devotion to the page, a private communion where you are both performer and audience. And perhaps, somewhere beyond the reach of language, God remains your most faithful reader. 

​To keep writing is to stay aligned with the spirit of who you are. It is a first love, a lifelong companion, a conversation with yourself that never truly ends. And in the end, that connection—the one between you and the page—is what matters most.

In a Peekskill winter, sometimes you have to shovel the snow before you can move your car.