This began last night just before we went to bed. I love the quiet, of snow fall. I stepped out side and could feel the quiet.
Our home is now a snow castle in a winter wonderland.
Mesquite trees (bushes) are shimmering with diamond dust.
The ordinary, became beautiful.
The beautiful became exquisite works of art.
.Running and romping became pirouettes and jette pas
Those things that we overlooked, that seemed to disappear
became clear to see again
Psalm 46:10 Be still and know I am God.