Thursday, December 23, 2010

Why I love Winter: Fresh Snowfalls

Another reason I love winter? Waking up to fresh snowfalls. There's nothing like it.




 It reminds when I was about six, and I had this lovely red flannel nighty, and I'd wake up and run downstairs. I'd sit on the heat vent in front of the sliding glass door, put my skirt over so I could feel the hot air, and I'd look out on the winter wonderland [which is an overused phrase, but it's what it is.]

Although now I'm older and have other responsibilities, I don't wear nightys, and we heat with wood, I'll never cease to be amazed by fresh snow. I realize how awesome and creative our God is when I watch the soft white flakes come floating to cover the ground.

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