Friday, February 8th, 2019
The sun rose over the snowy landscape this morning, and it was breathtaking.
With Paul’s job we could live anywhere, and have seriously considered many different places around the country to call home (just to name a few: Wyoming, South Dakota, Georgia, Tennessee, Northern Arizona, back to Grand Forks if you can believe that…). And before any of you freak out thinking that we’re moving tomorrow, take a deep breath – it’s fun to dream!
But this morning looking out my window, I was reminded just why we haven’t left.
While the cold tends to wear on a person, the beauty of fresh snow on a calm (albeit cold) morning is the most peaceful thing I’ve ever experienced.
So peaceful that the wind hasn’t blown the snow from the trees.
So peaceful that the snow remains clear of any tracks.
So peaceful that you can almost hear the sun rise.
It’s simply marvelous, and there’s nothing else like it.