Quiet Weekend

Today we skipped church. I know! Shame on us! Aleasa spent the night last night and the roads were so slick that we opted to stay home. After Aleasa got picked up, I was sitting on the sofa, in the quiet of the morning. The only sounds were the cracking of the ice on the branches. What a wonderful sound. Just soft and a sort of tinkling. I looked out over our “winter wonderland” in the backyard and just saw such a peaceful setting.

Sometimes we just need those quiet times to center ourselves again. As tired as I am of the WINTER, I needed to “hear” the quiet of this day.

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