Snow

When snow falls, nature listens.
Antoinette Van Kleef

Hello Friend

Snow, snow, snow, snow, SNOW. If you’ve ever watched White Christmas with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye, those five words should trigger a harmonic tune in your head. Although, I’m pretty sure only people who live where palm trees grow could sing about snow so dreamily.

Snow has been filtering down these last several days and my little corner of the world is a picture perfect winter scene. The full moon on these wintry nights has been exquisite, making the snow on dark silhouetted branches glimmer. It really is too lovely for words.

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Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity.
Novala Takemoto

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It is Christmas around here despite painting paraphernalia and packing boxes around the edges. The Cowboy and I have been so busy that Winter Solstice has come and gone, and we hardly noticed. Suddenly we’ve reached the time when days are getting longer instead of shorter. We made it this far and we can all breathe a sigh of relief. Dark days don’t last forever.

Being busy preparing for a move meant Christmas preparations came late. If you remember Jubal (find out about him here), you will know how much he loves Christmas. Well, when he arrived this year he sat staring at an empty Christmas tree stand. He asked where Christmas was and I knew it was time to push some boxes out of the way and bring in the festive decorations.

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For these next few days we will put the painting and packing away. We’ll indulge in some Christmas treats and Christmas movies. We’ll give thanks – for the Baby whose birth we celebrate, and for His presence with us always, through the good and the bad. Always.

And I’m thankful for the beauty of snow. Snow piled on fenceposts. Snow dusting pine trees. Snow imprinted with tiny footprints. It reminds me that even in hard times there is beauty to be found.

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