A light, soft snow is falling. I've been anticipating the first appearance of the season for the past two days, waking in the middle of the night, lying still in my bed listening for the signature silence that accompanies freshly fallen snow. I would rise and rush to the window, only to be disappointed and return to bed.
It began about 9 this morning and I am thoroughly delighted.
"Reflection is the liturgy of this landscape." Terry Tempest Williams
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This blog was created to give my family and friends a bird's eye view of the journey I am on. If you read something that resonates with you and you'd like to plaster it on your refrigerator, bathroom mirror, cubicle wall or share it with someone you love, I am honored. If you read something that resonates with you and you pass it off as your own...shame on you.
Most everything on this blog was created from my heart and mind. If I share other writers' work, their name is credited.
Take good care and enjoy the gift of today.
Most everything on this blog was created from my heart and mind. If I share other writers' work, their name is credited.
Take good care and enjoy the gift of today.
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