When I woke up this morning the snow was piled high. A little wall of it, maybe 8 inches deep, had drifted against the back door, and it collapsed on top of my bare toes when I opened the door to let the dog outside. It was still dark then, but later the sun came up, along with the wind, which was throwing sheets of snow on our heads as we left for church.
The roads were snowy, but we made it to church (and then home again) without any trouble at all. After church, Virginia volunteered to clear the front sidewalk,
and then she built a snowman.
Later she helped me make oatmeal-chocolate chip cookies.
After sampling a few — along with a mug of hot cocoa — we felt a tiny bit crafty, so we decided to make paper snowflakes.
It’s only 6 p.m. as I write this, but the sun left the sky an hour ago. Time to light candles, and warm our bellies with toasted cheese sandwiches and tomato soup!
I’m thankful for everyday blessings – for morning worship on a snowy Sunday, and for cookies and cocoa in a warm kitchen. I’m thankful for the beauty found in my own backyard, and for snowmen, and for candles and crafts. Mostly I’m thankful I have a loving family to share these things with. What a wonderful day!