January 1 -
To me the beginning of a new year feels like waking up early in the morning to discover that it has snowed during the night. As of yet, there are no footprints through the snow. The surface is smooth and glistening. The white blanket of snow covers the imperfections in the landscape. It muffles the early morning noises. All is calm; all is quiet. What to do? make an angel in the snow...a snowman...a snow cave? or stay inside, sipping my first cup of coffee, watching the birds fly from treetop to treetop? The beauty inspires me. My mind begins to dream - a good way to begin a new year.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
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