SNOW!!!

I'm not sure why it takes me by surprise every year, but it does. The first one is always so beautiful and breath-taking. Fresh. Clean. Like the first time you dip your toes in the lake water in summer, or the smell of a roaring campfire in fall, or the peak of a daffodil through the earth in spring. The first snow is so glorious. Like God raining down His beautiful artistry on this canvas of earth.

The kids were giddy with excitement and anticipation just looking out the window after finishing up some breakfast . . . the first few snowflakes were beginning to fall. And then more . . . and more. Until there was a heavy blanket of snow falling from the sky. It lasted just long enough for us to gear up in our coats, hats, mittens and boots, catch a few snowflakes on our tongues (snap photos, of course) and make the journey to school. And then it all stopped. It's still cold, but the snow has stopped.

Now I know we will have some more indian summer days left in this month (at least I hope we will), but this is a sign. A sign of what is to come. But for now, let's focus on the glory and beauty of this first snow.