Even when the path seems to disappear, the Spirit reveals.
Keep walking through the fog and receive the frosty gifts of the cold.
Sometimes the cold seems “sharp”, yet it evokes a smile within me.
Hang on into the fridged and foggy days.
It may not be clear at first, but revealings of beauty are all around us.
May the foggy path home lead you into new revealings along the way.
Burr-It’s cold outside,but oh so beautiful
It truly is beautiful, Michael. Thanks for sharing. The little bird is all puffed up “to the max” in his effort to keep warm. When you saw all this beauty, Wally and I were still snuggled into our warm covers.