winter blue

If each month were assigned

a color

January's

 would have to be given

blue

i did not take this picture

the closest i could find

in winter landscape images

that resembled a moment

that found me 

without my camera

regardless

i knew at the time

all the shades of blue

the denim of my jeans

the slate interior of our ford pickup

driving through fresh snow

reflective of the glacial cloudless sky

perfect lighting that only nature can provide

couldn't possibly be fully captured

with a mere photo

at the time

i said aloud to James

this is what winter looks like

winter blue

and we started a conversation

on how we wished we could

"capture"

such moments with a camera

alas

knowing

how fruitless

the attempt would be

for us at least

amateur photographers

its the essence

the feelings

the complexities

the whole of it

not just a small snippet

rather

the completeness

i think it's closely linked

to the emotions

that are stirred in you

a memory that is created

while at the same time

with years to go by

a memory tapped into

a reference

that was cataloged

for the very reason

you found yourself digging in

your purse

coming away with the realization

that you left both your camera and i-phone

home

so with a blink of the eyes

 a prayer in your heart

because you are wise with those years

the hope

that this memory will be there

to hold onto 

as a reminder

of how beautiful

January

can be.