Snow Angel

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.

Angel on a Stick

Last year, even in our green valley, the snow fell and actually stayed for a day! I love the snow, and I've missed it! I suppose--if I were to endure months of the white stuff, as some of you have--I would probably feel differently.

The day I found her, I was crunching along in my oversized rubber boots when I spied this delightful Angel on a Stick. The snow had taken her shape on the straggles of a blackberry vine.

Above you see the angel as I first took her photo. I didn't have to do much to enhance this darling Angel on a Stick.

Our Snow Angel

Our boy was eleven years old when I drew this picture of him. Just like his Dad, he has the gift of making people laugh. Our little angel is not so small these days. He's 6'4 and towers over the rest of the family! I could not ask for a more marvelous son. He is kind, thoughtful, hard working, and smart. We are very proud of this wonderful young man.

Snow Twirl

During our last big snowstorm I found this little faery dancer in the delicate twirls of a curly willow tree. I love snow, especially the way it transforms our sometimes drab world into a beautiful, magical place.
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Once in a blue moon there is a snow storm in late February. But it doesn't look like we're going to see more snow this year! Spring is kissing away winter's cold, and soon the flowers will bloom.