We woke up this morning to a world painted white.
Frost covers the trees.
Snow buries the ground.
Walking outside, I’m surrounded by sparkles and glitter as the frost blows off the branches.
All against a back-drop of cloudless blue sky.
I catch my breath…

Difficult to take it all in…
Beauty at its finest…
Once again, this spiritual sojourner is overtaken by the splendor of this earth that points me continually back to its Creator.

music: Can’t Take it in (track #10 on my player)


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