We have our first real snow of the season and it's not even officially winter yet. I think we have somewhere between three and four inches and is beautiful this morning. I'm looking forward to seeing deer come to the corn placed out back. Several nights ago, we were able to watch three bucks. While one ate, the other two butted heads and sparred in the background. It was quite the sight.
This is a wonderful time of year to quiet our minds and let the Christmas spirit warm our souls as we are reminded of the babe in the manger and what that amazing life did for each of us. As I read in the morning's upperroom, it is so easy to get carried away with the traditions of the season, which involve rushing, wrapping and wrestling with all kinds of Christmas tasks. We can enjoy all the hoopla of this holiday, just try to remember to reflect on the true meaning and ask what He wants for His birthday. It's probably not more stuff, but more small acts of kindness towards others. Take the time to honor the birthday boy and give him exactly what he wants this year......love.
I guess it's time to get out the boots, and truck on out in the snow. The paper may be plowed under, but I have more Christmas cards to send, so I'll make the trek down the hill to the mailbox. Riff and Roy have already demonstrated their delight in the snow. I just hope they can shake it all off before dripping all over in the house. You have a great day, luv, Susan
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