Yesterday was not a quiet day.
It was flock-of-snow-geese noisy!
It was stand-strong, prepare for harsh, winter weather, gray, moody kind of day.
Today dawned cold, but crisp and clear.
A we-weathered-another-storm kind of day.
The kind of quiet where the peaceful sounds of livestock munching their hay whispers,
“Be still and know that I am God…” Psalms 46:10
The kind of morning when the trees whisper,
A little more time, but soon, soon it will be spring. Promise.
In the meantime, friends,
As usual, love your photos and your comments!
Thank you, Dianna. It was a therapeutic writing for me.
I am feeling it also! Soon!
If you get to 62*, Linda, you will really have spring fever!
I should be there busting those snows
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I thought of you Greg!
Beautifully written and illustrated. Thanks for such a delightful and heartwarming post.
A few mornings ago four geese flew over me at around dawn, honking loudly. They were so low I could hear their wings flapping. Made me smile. I’m not sure what my reaction would have been if there had been hundreds of them. Honestly, I’ve never seen that many geese at one time!
Thank you, Bill. I am glad you enjoyed the post. My mind has been whirling around this week, a bit like those geese. They were amazingly loud! My goats were staring, but by the time I had my camera the goats were back to eating.
Hanging in there! That’s quite a flock of geese!
It was really quite amazing to be a small part of it. They hung around quite awhile.