Woods in Winter

Today was the first time in almost three years I’ve crunched through snow. I didn’t laugh like I did  sledding in the Atlas Mountains,  but sliding along with Ella in our quiet Walden Woods was happiness. Peace. A snow day–time no longer spoken for– is a gift that feeds the soul. Frozen flakes falling like manna from heaven. An invitation to simply, beautifully just be.
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4 Comments on “Woods in Winter”

  2. So pretty!!!
    Billie
    On Jan 16, 2018 6:41 PM, “southern girl gone global” wrote:
    > Cindy McCain posted: “Today was the first time in almost three years I’ve > crunched through snow. I didn’t laugh like I did sledding in the Atlas > Mountains, but sliding along with Ella in our quiet Walden Woods was > happiness. Peace. A snow day–time no longer spoken for– is ” >

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