God’s playing tricks this morning

I’m sitting here at my kitchen table looking out over a picture perfect back yard in winter.  the sun is shining through the boughs of the pine tree and casting long tendrils of shadow on the snow,  which is luminous with reflected light.  A quilt of new snow has covered the old rotten stained snow, softening the hard edges of the drifts and shading the top of the fence with white.  The sky is perfectly blue in the way that only happens in this part of the country and it looks like a perfect day for a morning walk.

Until you open the door that is.  I should have known something was up when I opened the door and Gus (my miniature schnauzer) stopped in his tracks as though he had hit a wall as his paws hit the door sill.  Then it hit me; a wall of cold air.  Gasping I take a deep breath and feel that prickle of cold as the moisture in my nose instantly turns to icicles.

I think its time for another cup of coffee.

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About theladyfather

Anglican Priest of an ethnically diverse small city parish.
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2 Responses to God’s playing tricks this morning

  1. karla says:

    sounds like it…hope it warmed up some….
    the only thing better than a fresh quilt of snow in March is all the snow MELTING in March. xo

  2. Songbird says:

    You’re full of changes here!

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