This is the view from the front window of my house, pardon the screen. The snow is beautiful and the ice on the trees sparkles as it catches the light. Still, it’s a rather desolate, reminding me of the phrase “dead of winter.”
But this morning, that bleak silence was broken by the melodic twittering of a bird, forcing a smile onto my face and warmth into my heart. It sang a promise of a spring not far away, regardless of what that silly groundhog said last week.
Thanks songbird. I look forward to hearing more of your host soon.