I woke up about 5:00 a.m., actually feeling rested...but I stayed in bed until about 5:30. I got up to make Matt's lunch and as I worked the sunrise slowly made her appearance. It was so unsual with beautiful fog and cloud formations, that I decided I should walk outside to take a picture. The ground was white and frosty, so my slippers did not get wet. It was magical.
The horses saw me from the end of the pasture, and watched me, alert, as if trying to decide what I was going to do. Actually, Not "as if"...that is exactly what they were doing. I snapped a few photos, but with my small camera, it was still too dark for them to turn out well.
The horses decided it wasn't feeding time yet, but still started slowly making their way to the barn.
I paused for a moment or two, just to take it all in. The air was fresh and crisp. The sunrise was changing quickly as it does this time of year. As I started my way back to the house, I noticed there was fresh snow in the mountains. Goodness, I love it here, I thought to myself. It was so still and quiet...my own little piece of heaven.
As I came back in, Matt called me from the back of the house..."Hey, Mom, check your email."
|My Heavenly Piece|
This was what I found:
Certain talent always makes me cry when I hear it...this was one. I hope you will take a moment to listen. It's a bit early, I know. But I have always believed Christmas carols are for year around. And it really isn't that early.
Don't forget to listen to the words....I mean, really listen.