Snow

January 7. 2022

Snow. Snow has turned the green grass white. I imagine there must be four inches or more, and of course the sky is bright blue with sun shining on the snow on the ground and the snow on branches. Wow. It is so beautiful. I can’t go out and frolic because my walker wheels would probably get hung up, and besides I do not have any boots. So, I have been taking pictures as morning light has allowed. Snow. How incredible is snow? Especially if you are not forced to go anywhere. Cozy and hot chocolate are better when you are looking out the window at the whiteness of winter. Maybe next year I will pile up on a sled or toboggan and hit the hills. Perhaps not. If I do fine. If I don’t, I have memories of when I did. It is best to do what you want to do when you can so that you are not sad when you can’t. Wow. This snow is so beautiful. Snow fascinates me. One flake at a time it accumulates unheard and unnoticed, and then wow you open the drapes, and everything is covered from here to as far as my eyes can see. Snow comes quietly and stays until it melts away. Happiness is like snow in a way. It comes. It just shows up and you experience something that you have experienced before, but it is always brand new. Happiness defines the minute as it sees fit. No rulebook for happiness. Happiness is as different for each person as are their fingerprints. As different as is every snowflake. Wow. It snowed during the night, and the joy of the snow is a gift to my cartoon eyes. Good morning world. Thank you, God for creating such a magnificent, beautiful vision as the sun rises again in the sky. I thought I was really happy when I woke up, and then all of a sudden, I got happier. Wow. I just can’t get over it. God, you have thought of everything. I am so impressed.

Granny-o