We have had a longer, deeper snowfall overnight that has closed schools and kept our Daddy home for the day! Here's to surprise holidays in the middle of the week, when everything is canceled!
The thing that strikes me the most about fresh snowfall is the quiet it brings with it. And I don't just mean the lack of traffic noise because no one's out on the roads. In some other, deeper way, life is muffled by this thick blanket of white that has fallen and covered the earth. Like the tousled head of a sleeping toddler, buried beneath hair and blanket, life has paused from its endless energy and constant motion and found stillness. Peace.
With no notice, no time to fill the empty square with events and appointments, we are granted the gift of a true day off. And if not that---(homeschoolers are not unable to reach their school building on a snow day, after all!)---at least a morning or an afternoon of rest. Refreshment. Renewal.
So today, as I gaze out my window at the blanket of white, I wrap my hands around the warmth of my teacup and breathe deeply of this reality: