Thursday, January 29, 2009

Yesterday was one of those rare beautiful days in middle Tennessee. It snowed! I sat (briefly) and watched the beauty of the flakes falling and dancing in the wind. I knew by mid-afternoon it would be mostly cleared up. No shoveling. No slush. No real need for boots. And, of course, no school.

It's not always this beautiful and simplistic. Sometimes, there is ice. And sometimes there is more snow - an inch or two, even. Both bring things to a screeching halt.

Yes, I am speaking somewhat tongue-in-cheek. I grew up in New England, and remember the Blizzard of '78. 27+ inches of snow dropped very quickly outside of Boston, Massachusetts. No power. No phone. No end to the shoveling! THAT was some snow.

It's different here in the south... but with good reason. And I wouldn't trade it for the world. In just a few more weeks, the daffodils will be peaking their heads through the ground.

Thank you, God for this beautiful day. Thank You for the snow - for the peace and tranquility of winter. Thank You for the unscheduled day of rest.

1 comment:

Pam said...

it was so beautiful! but ours is still around, and needed a shovel, boots, and hoping we dont' miss a second day of school!!! i join you in the perspective, sorry to say i couldn't maintain it all day, bummer!