At this time of year, nothing says good morning better than this…
This morning I looked out my bedroom window and saw this little piece of heaven. I wanted to just lay there and enjoy the view. I nudged hubby to look. He just said that is nice and rolled back over. Hubby does not have the same appreciation of the white stuff as I do. I think it goes back to his Army days when he had to march, sleep, and work in it. Silly him!
So I trotted downstairs to get a better view of the day. From my kitchen window, the view was even better. I poured myself a glass of orange juice and just soaked it all in. It just seems magical. Yes, I know about the water cycle. Growing up in south Texas, snow was a foreign language. In fact, the first time I saw snow was in my 20s and in Germany. From that very first time, I look forward to this time of year. It is like welcoming a friend back from a long journey. You want to take time to catch up. Remember their mannerisms. This morning, that is what I was doing just looking out my window.
Knowing that I could not just stare out the window all day and knowing that I was not ready to break my joy of seeing my old friend, I did the next best thing, went for a run! There is just something special about being the first footprint in freshly falling snow.
Even though the chores of the day must be attended to, I know I will being going about them with a smile on my face. Seizing the day has been made simple!
Thank you my friend! I hope that you stay awhile.