It snowed ten inches here yesterday, but it's that fabulous wet packing snow so driving to work this morning with the sun coming up over the slight mountains revealed a scene similar to that of the snowy scene in Whoville.
Much to my delight, a tall evergreen near the road weighed down heavily under the white drifts released itself of the pressure, shot a branch upward in a sigh, and the compacted flakes of merriment fell twenty feet to the ground below - shimmering fantastically as if encouraging neighboring trees to do the same.
Never have I been a fan of cold weather, but if you could see what I see every morning, you would instead choose to praise God for such beauty to behold.
It's days like this that call me out of bed the next morning.
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