Last Friday night we got a late start in leaving town. I hoped the roads weren’t icy where we were headed. They weren’t, and we made good time along the journey. We entered enchanted landscape driving the country roads. Luna was dressed in her full gown with her celestial bridesmaids in tow…their golden auras gleamed upon a pristine vista of snow. The velvet night was as light as day. We became silent witnesses to this sacred night. Sorry, no photos of the night. Here are a few my son had taken earlier in the day of our destination…home; the place I grew up.
This little old snow gypsy had shown her face about a year ago. She returned this winter and has claimed this land as home for now. She is fed several times a day and roams as she pleases, so I think she’s happy. I’m sure she’s ready for spring. As beautiful as this snow was, I’m ready for spring as well.