I Will Always Be A child

Though I now live where there is never snow, I have very fond memories -- particularly as a child-- of waking up to new fallen snow. Barbara McAfee has a wonderful song about just that. Listen to it by clicking HERE.

Yes, I do miss the snow -- and especially the big flakes drifting down and how everything becomes quiet and beautiful. Even the rusted rake, the broken bench, the ordinary mailbox. Isn't it wonderful how nature gives us such gifts? May you be blessed in the coming year with lots of natural gifts and may you run towards them -- make a snow angel, go umbrellaless in the rain, let the wind blow your hair as you walk through the gifts that 2024 will surely bring.