My Postcard Winter

Pretty as a picture, this row of pines. Just after I took this I looked over to see the fox that Grover used to chase roaming around, probably looking for his old buddy so they could play in the snow.

With frost comes peace

I looked out the window this morning and the sun was shining through a cloud that surrounded my home. As I walked down to the pasture the light was beautiful, the frost was glimmering. The whole pasture was glowing with a peaceful light.