Delicately laced trees rose above the downy blanket of snow that quieted and comforted the landscape.  It was, at once, beautiful and welcomed. Snow, for many, is merely a nuisance. Although the aesthetics are undeniable, the beauty, for most, does…

“The light of the Christmas star to you The warmth of home and hearth to you The cheer and good will of friends to you The hope of a childlike heart to you The joy of a thousand angels to…

The last of the Oaks discharged their leathery leaves, and the deciduous canopy was completely absent from the landscape.  Stark and exposed, their skeletal forms seemed vulnerable and fragile in contrast to the lush, green boughs of the Evergreens who seemed…

The cloudless sky bore the sun’s full potential while the earth exhaled and uncoiled, basking in its warmth and affection. The landscape seemed to soften and stretch in the golden rays as all of God’s creatures took advantage of her…

November is like a bridge, offering us passage into the season ahead.  As the landscape sheds its autumnal overcoat and bares its stark and barren beauty, we linger before winter’s slumber.  We take stock of our lives, and the people…

The landscape lay waste to February’s warm arrival and took on a most pathetic look.  The once beautiful, pure white blanket of snow had been reduced to the dirty, grungy spoils of a Winter warming, but that wasn’t all that remained in the receding snow. As the…

Shadows grew long on January, and she disappeared into the gray.  February arrived with sun upon her shoulders and spring upon her lips.  Although the groundhog predicts another six weeks’ of Winter, there is a glimmer of hope, an inclination…

  Winter settled in comfortably, as it’s apt to do, lounging upon the couch of life, shoes on, leaving an empty pantry in its wake, and hogging the remote.  Winter is here to stay, and will undoubtedly leave its mark….

The clouds descended onto the ground, swallowing the land, tree tops first, and the snow swirled upon the wind before the horizon became entirely blurred.  A wondrous and eerie site.  Winter was beginning to flex her muscle. Winter can be…

The fog sidled in slowly, lying in wait in the hollows and dales before leaching out and swallowing the land whole. Darkness wore a misty shroud which light could not penetrate, refracted from the formidable force. Winter, too, can be…