When Rich and I got out of bed this morning at 7, four of our children were already outside playing in our NEW FALLEN SNOW, which arrived overnight as a surprise. There was enough of it this time to make snowballs, and to shovel, and sled-ride. The kids were absolutely thrilled and I laughed as I watched them through the window.
Rich and I made breakfast for them as they played. We made scrambled eggs, bacon, bagels, and homemade hot chocolate (because we had run out of mix)……after they ate Rich took them to church and I stayed home to rest. I’m awfully tired today, which is to be expected I suppose. I haven’t been sleeping well….I’m getting quite uncomfortable with this big belly.
After they left, I did take a small walk around our property, though, enjoying the coolness on my cheeks, and the smell of fresh snow.
The cat tails are usually dark brown and firm….now they are loosening up and look so interesting with their new shaggy coats and white caps of snow. I’ve gotten out my nature journal again, and will attempt to draw this picture in it this evening, with the date and a caption.
This is my absolute favorite picture. I love everything about it this scene…the calmness of the stream, the dark woods on the edges and the lighter brighter woods in the forward distance. If only you could have stood there with me, hearing the sounds of the water and feeling the cold air.
Back inside, I went up to the freshly painted (as of yesterday) office and sat down to wrap some Christmas gifts. With Josh Groban singing Christmas carols, a yummy evergreen scented candle, and lovely falling snow…..the mood was just right for carefully wrapping gifts. I opened the window for some fresh air.
(I’ve mentioned the air one to many times…..I’m at that stage of pregnancy in which I am usually too hot, and find so much relief in opening a window or door to stick my face out for some deep inhales and exhales, I actually did that during breakfast this morning, much to my family’s amusement).
Back home from church~
After a quick lunch the children went right back out for more snow-play.
Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow.