It's a New Day

Yesterday's errands had me out on the road in some of the worst conditions I've seen in years -- blowing snow, falling hard, slippery surfaces, all viewed from the safe, warm driver's seat of my sturdy SUV. I do love German engineering, but would have preferred to love it from the warmth of my kitchen just then! Snow in the yard was over the dog's shoulders, and she bravely plowed a path to her preferred spot before racing back in (after digging out the dog door, covered with blowing snow moments after she left it).

What a difference a day makes! This morning's cold coastal sunrise dazzled a fresh white world with sparkles and bright shadows.

My first look out the bedroom window this morning yielded a wonderful architectural construction, the perfect angled wall of snow on the porch rail. The corner was as sharp as if constructed by my favorite carpenter, which, I guess, it was.

Clyde, the gargoyle who guards our front porch, wasn't impressed. His new white cloak did nothing to enhance his fierce aspect.

And the rose bush out front burst bravely through her blanket of white, explaining that today's diamonds sparkling from her snowy cover will be shamed by those given to her by morning's dew in June.

I love hunkering down days like yesterday, and I love rebirth days like today. Life is so full of joy, it's hard to hold it all!