Last year, it did snow a bit in our area. In fact, it was snowing hard as I clumped along the snow-covered sidewalks of our historic little town. I say clumped, because that is the sound my big black rubber boots make when I walk in them. Even though they're five sizes too big, they're wonderful to wear in the snow because my feet stay warm. And it was VERY cold that day. I remember my surprise when the sun broke through the clouds. The air was still filled with thick snowflakes which caught in my eyelashes.
As the snow fell, the sun sparkled through the icy tranquil air, highlighting tree limbs etched in snow. The contrast was gorgeous! I was about to walk over the small bridge into downtown, when I happened to glance toward the river. There she was, a Snow Angel sweeping gracefully over the snow-laden trees.
Above you see the original Snow Angel smiling above the trees. May your busy day, with its burdens, frustrations and grief, be filled with unexpected peace and quiet joy.