It’s snowing here again.  A mixed blessing of sorts.  (This is an old photo…from three weeks ago.)

The snow has warmed up the air a tad.  Always good.

The gray light across the landscape has lifted the world from night shadows into a soft filter of sun.

The dying night  speaks volumes of what our frozen landscape is made up of—

Vast fields of white and, of course, last years [still] standing corn.

A quote says it all….  “there’s just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on.  It makes you believe you are special”.—Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home. 

So we move forward, you and I…day five of the year 2016. Searching for those little bits of joy that fill our lives with happiness.

Your friend,

Linda