Born Again
(Image courtesy: Tom Field, Corvalis, Oregon)
This morning I am sending you this amazing image from Oregon. As I look out my window at the dirty snow and ice, I find myself closing my eyes and pretending I am here, bathed in pink light and frosted with new snow. Funny, how a good snow makes things seem *new* again.
A squillion tiny flakes, each unique, have piled upon one another in a huge cheerleader pile, screaming "HEY! LIFE IS AMAZING! GO TEAM!!". Most just see a mound of snow.
Not me.
I see a squillion Possibilities.
A squillion tiny flakes, each unique, have piled upon one another in a huge cheerleader pile, screaming "HEY! LIFE IS AMAZING! GO TEAM!!". Most just see a mound of snow.
Not me.
I see a squillion Possibilities.
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