We had a good snow last night so I was out early to clear the driveway and sidewalk. For some reason, this morning it was breathtaking. The sun was starting to peek out, touching shades of gold and pink over the treetops and sending sparkles glittering everywhere. Once again I was struck at how snow beautifies everything--each little twig, dry grassblade, fence post are draped and softened by the white blanket.
And I was reminded anew of the funny 'revelation' that the snow brings: tracks of animals here and there telling of their secret lives we don't normally see--stray cats, dogs, skunks, rabbits, squirrels, perhaps even red foxes.
It was good to breathe crisp, fresh air, good to have legs and arms that work, strength to meet the need, eyes to see the masterpiece the Lord had painted this morning. Good to be alive!