Chatter and scraping wake me. Continue reading
I awaken to an expansive floating blanket of white shrouding both hill and dale. It hangs heavy creeping through the valley and over the hills on cat-like feet hiding the nearby trees, forest, barn, and cabin.
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It was a lovely sunny Sunday afternoon in May. I walked around the flowerbeds showing my mom the new plants that I had added this spring. We stopped at the flowerbed in front of the house. Continue reading
Climbing out of bed, I quickly shove my feet into my slippers, and walk quietly to the front window. Drawing the curtains aside, I peer out into the early morning light. A winter wonderland welcomes me. Continue reading