Let it sNOw?

After a long day in the yard, raking leaves (yes, I know it's way past fall and far in to winter), I say to my husband: I hope it doesn't snow.  I'd much rather have bare leaf piles in my yard than leaf piles masquerading as snow piles (not in so many words, of course).

Letting the dogs out for the morning, what do I spy:

My beautiful leaf piles, disguised as snow mounds.  Such a shame. 

Shoveling the driveway, I was reminded of a quote I saw recently:  Pure as the driven snow.  After letting that sink in for a moment, I will tell you I probably thought the same as you: that doesn't sound quite right.  As many of you are aware, there is no shortage of idiocy in this world (ESL personages excluded - you have an excuse).  You may have also thought that, perhaps, it was a Freudian slip or actually meant to describe something dirty, wet and/or annoying to the greater public.  I can assure you that, although I can not remember where I saw the quote (probably a book I've read, considering I've been reading A LOT), in context, it was meant to describe purity.  *tsk tsk*

Which brings us back to snow.  Snow in itself can be beautiful, a symbol of purity in its natural form.  Along comes the bi- and quadruped species and behold!  The transformation becomes fitted to our Freudian quote: Pure as the driven snow. 

As life, as is the circle.