Winter in Telluride: Loving the Snow

San Sophia Ridge

O.K., the calendar might not say that it’s officially winter, but it has been feeling pretty wintery here since the big storm blew in on Thanksgiving.  It’s lovely to see Telluride blanketed in white, and there’s no doubt now that the mountain and the town will be wearing its snowy mantle all the way through spring.  The ski area opened on Thursday and I finally pulled myself away from my desk yesterday to do my first turns of the season.  Oh, what joy!  I feel so fortunate to live here and to be able to tap into the mountain’s restorative powers on a whim.  

For me, poet Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, a local, has beautifully captured the spirit of winter in Telluride in the below poem.

if you listen

the snow falls with 

no sound

standing outside

in its silence

you find yourself

listening 

to listening

but oh,

this snow knows symphony 

its score is written on

every mountain, every tree

each rooftop, each street

as each snowflake falls

a silent beat

a voiceless song

composed by sky

performed by icicle,

avalanche,

slush and ski

if you listen

you’ll hear it echoing

the snow is silent

and still

it sings

Thank you to Rosemerry for such inspirational words and vivid imagery.  I encourage you to learn more about her work at www.wordwoman.com.