The faithful servant, Job, was right about God.
("He says to the snow, 'Fall on the earth..." Job 37:6)
It seemed like God was playing little game of "1-2-3 Red Light!" with the snow this afternoon.
From the time, I would go from one room to the other, and look out of the window, the snow would have started, then stopped, then started again, as if it was unsure if it wanted to stay (or was definitely being told what to do).
Just when I thought we'd just been paid a brief wintery visit, and would be back to unseasonally warm weather, I looked up from the computer and saw bigger flakes falling more consistently, and accumulating on the ground and branches of the trees.
The view made me remember a dream I had last week.
I'd looked out of a window, and saw so much snow. It was beautiful; completely covering the trees like icing- thick, sugary mounds of bright white icing.
I hadn't listened to any weather forecasts, so for me, today's snow was a nice surprise.
I hadn't listened to any weather forecasts, so for me, today's snow was a nice surprise.
I kept one window slightly open, just to let in the clean air.
I smiled as I watched a mother and her child walking up the hill. The little girl's red umbrella was bigger than she was.
The mom wanted to make it up the hill, but she was patient. The child was fascinated, and stopped at intervals to spin around. Maybe it was her first experience with snow.
I wasn't spinning, but was fascinated, too.
I wasn't spinning, but was fascinated, too.
Not long ago, there were colored leaves falling and piling up everywhere.
Today, the branches are bare-- perfectly suited to catch the falling snow.
It's been a quiet day. Inclement weather does that. The view is lovely, even after the sun set.
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