Early on, as the snow first started coming down, I thought it was beautiful…
a few hours later, I knew it was beautiful.
There’s a peace in the snowy woods you just can’t avoid. It’s all-encompassing…
For the Deep South, as with anywhere, ice-covered roads are dangerous, but they hold a beauty you just don’t get anywhere else.
You don’t need to look far to see the beauty that only God’s Hand can create.
As the sun hits the ice covered grasses and trees, there is a sparkling glow cast over the countryside, like diamonds scattered about.
The peace and tranquility of snow here in the Deep South is fleeting, but my soul craves it and I cherish every moment of it I am gifted.
The beauty of my own area, my own road, covered in ice isn’t something I can take for granted.
Going home, quietly walking thru a wonderland of crisp, white, snow…sounds and smells are excited by the peacefulness surrounding me.
Stopping by the snowy creek to enjoy another blessed view…
Quietly falling all around, spreading the peace of a brief season for us here…
This short time of winter we are given here in the South is welcomed by me, and I stay outside for long hours to soak up every bit of it I can before it’s gone and we are back to the mud that normally describes our winter season.
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