The Color of Snow


Working on this drawing of one of my favorite bookshops today, I find myself holding summer in my hands... this place of jaunty red umbrellas welcoming in season and the feel of good books between your fingers, cozy fireplaces to grab a chair by, scones and tea available to the meeting of friends inside…always…

And I find time…  a fleeting thing, a mingling of past, present, then              past again.  Just for now — summer is but a photo, a pen and ink rendering. 

I’m looking out upon the snowy grounds in front of my home, watching cardinals flitter crimson – so startling, joyous, brilliant against frosty white — in and out of the bare-branched pear tree standing sentinel to  my windows.   It really is a wonderment, that something so small, doing nothing more than nibbling at leaf remnants, can wing such assurance…such, gentle… into the moment.  It’s one of those beautiful winter afternoons, when the sunset is just about to streak magenta across the sky, light snow is intermittently falling in ballgown-swishing circles and leafless trees sketch themselves on the air, raising arms to Heaven.

These birds and the time-elapsing scene before me make the memory of a warm-embracing song to tug at my thoughts, a misty- eyed Sunrise Sunset type of song that has always filled me with so many mind pictures of shelves lined with books, wing back chairs and sitting with loved ones by the fire and mullioned windows overlooking falling snow.  The music and lyrics are casting fingers of wintry sky color on white, in deeper understanding of One LOVE, The Color of Snow... *

“I’ve grown so weary of things as they are…

I want fairy tale endings and cakes in a jar, and peaceful around me wherever I go and one Love that’s always the color of snow… the color of snow… 

I’ve grown so tired of traveling fast.  I want echoes and oak trees and time that will last.  A world full of gentle… and lights that are low…  the color of snow…

Who’ll be my gentle, my peaceful, my low… my quiet, my tender, the color of snow?

I don’t belong in a humdrumming world… I want leatherbound books with the  pages all curled, a heart full of quiet and seedlings to grow…

and one Love that’s always the color of snow.”

I smile then.   Because in a favorite bookstore, in a flash of red wing, in a beautiful song, I find… Him.  Seedlings of dreams to grow. And the promise of Heaven while we’re still on earth…

   “I will be your gentle, your peaceful, your low,”  says the King of Kings, “your quiet,    your tender…  the Color of Snow…”

After the Sabbath, as the first light of the new week dawned, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to keep vigil at the tomb. Suddenly the earth reeled and rocked under their feet as God’s angel came down from heaven, came right up to where they were standing. He rolled back the stone and then sat on it. Shafts of lightning blazed from him. His garments shimmered snow-white.

 ~  Matthew 28:3 (the Message)


* I couldn’t find the composer, but you can listen to the beautiful song, Color of Snow, here:


©  Pam Depoyan

I’d love to know… 

When you look at this Bookshop Cafe sketch, does it evoke any memories or thoughts in you?


Artwork: mine, under my copyright  (please do not copy without permission. See my copyright info button on the sidebar.  :)   )

Interested in available prints or an original tailored for you?  Check out my pen & ink HOME PORTRAITS link above.

snow photos:

Sharing with:

Scripture and Snapshot    Beauty in His Grip Button       Teaching What Is Good         Emily

About Pam@Writing...Apples of Gold

I love to hear your thoughts, even chat back and forth amongst comments.Won't you join the conversation? :) ..................................................................................................................... May my stories refresh you, like a whisper from our Father's Heart !
This entry was posted in One Ribbon at a Time and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

16 Responses to The Color of Snow

  1. Sylvia R says:

    That lovely sketch, coupled with your description of the place itself, instead of evoking memories makes me want to *be* there! Sounds like a most wonderful bookstore, with firesides where you can pull up a chair, and with tea and scones and a friend! My! And what caught my heart in the poem was “the leather bound books with the pages all curled.” Guess I ought to go scare up a good book to read!

    • It’s just one of the more homey bookstores, even though they had to expand to compete with the big stores years back… and they’ve managed to keep that cozy feel around. I’m going to put some of my artwork up there for a few months (several weeks from now), so I thought I’d take photos last summer to think of doing a drawing or two of the place too. I finally got to it… Something about the umbrellas and the English looking iron fence also make me think of Mary Poppins and Cherry Tree Lane for some reason 🙂 That line from the song has always jumped out at me too, even when I was a very little girl (it was on an album of my mom’s)! And yes, always great to make time for a good book! Thanks, Sylvia

  2. Being Woven says:

    I am so taken by this whole beautiful post, Pam. Truly. The words to this song, a new one for my ears, the drawing, the fleeting of cardinals, the snow swirling, the branches reaching to Heaven, and on and on, each so lovely for my ears, eyes, and heart. May God continue to bless your writing and art.
    Caring through Christ, ~ linda

    • Your words touch me, Linda. Thank you so much. It always means so much to know God touches others in what I write or draw because I’m always praying that he will bless the work of my hands to bless and encourage others. 🙂 So glad you listened to the song too – I haven’t heard it in years but it has stayed with me, so it was lovely to find online… God’s blessings to you too in all you are writing!

  3. Kym T says:

    What a beautiful drawing! I love coffee shops – to me, coffee shops mean friends and connections and relationships. Even though my favorite coffee shops are bustling with activity and full of people, when I meet with a friend (or a bunch of friends!), our table can be a place to pause and rest and encourage each other.

    visiting from Scripture and a Snapshot. Have a wonderful week!

    • I feel the same 🙂 – the only time I’ve eaten at the cafe at this place is to meet a friend or two (particularly a writer friend), and it always does feel just like you describe. Thanks, Kym! You are only the second Kym I’ve known to spell her name as you do, and seeing your name here tonight reminds me of a friend from the past. Hope you have a great week too!

  4. Beautiful picture and beautiful words, Pam! The picture makes me want to find an outdoor cafe and pretend that it IS summer… Such peace and beauty there 🙂 So glad I stopped by from BIHG linkup. Blessings, sister!

    • Thanks, Sharita! In person the picture looks more like ink than pencil, and the red is more apple, but scans never run completely true. I enjoy snow a little less powerful than it has been around lately, and being cozy inside has it’s pluses, but I think I’m ready for spring a lot faster this year myself! And drawing from last summer’s photo only enhanced that feeling… Glad you stopped by for a little summery thought 🙂

  5. Barbie says:

    The picture just drew me in. I long for Summer. Blessings!

  6. Great drawing. I love that Bible verse also.
    Debi and Charly @ Adorned From Above

  7. That is cool. Your sketch looks like a cover of a book I might like to read. We are enjoying a rare snow day here.

    • Oh, I like that. I love the old book illustrations done in pen and ink, and that’s the feel I’m wanting in my drawings. 🙂 Not sure where you are…we are under a snow warning where I am today but so far just looks beautiful. Thanks Jennifer! Enjoy your snowy day!

  8. Marissa D says:

    Wonderful Pam! I love the sketch, I simply love the simple colors and specific feel of warmer weather hidden in it. And the musings that follow, they are great. I came across this link in the Salt & Light Link up, and I’m so glad I did!


    • Thank you for those nice words, Marissa! Nice to see you here. 🙂

      The colors are a little more muted online than in person (scan looks more like pencil here than the pen and ink it really is). So glad you enjoyed the picture and the post!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s