Snow begins to fall one evening on the heels of Christmas day. I witness in glee the promised drift of flakes through street lamps while my household soundly sleeps.
Morning creeps in to reveal a landscape buried in foot-deep brightness.
My daughter grabs her Canon and tramples in slow motion through wonderland…
Reindeer in sheep’s clothing
Footprints in the snow…
I thought you were supposed to carry me when the going gets tough!
Tables frosted like tall wedding cakes
America the beautiful
The silence of snow
Music to my ears
Is it just me, or does anyone else sense the presence of God with more acuteness in the silence of snow, when we slow down the harried pace long enough to hear His whisper?
Yesterday, Glowingirl at Sugar Tails introduced me to this hauntingly beautiful song, Winter Snow.
You came like a winter snow, yes, you did
You were quiet, you were soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below