Every year, we spend Christmas on an island with my sister and her family, and it's wonderful. Their home is true country, and if there's such a thing as a spiritual home, I think this is mine.
This morning I woke early, and lay in bed, thinking about the day ahead of us. Then I noticed how white it was outside the windows. It snowed! The front pasture was white, and the trees were frosted with snow.
It was a half hour before I could get outside with my camera, and by then it had started to melt. But it was beautiful while it lasted.