This morning I awoke to the brightness that comes with the morning sun reflecting off of snow on the roof. Around here that means one thing- it is going to be frigid outside. And sure enough, when I pulled my boots and down jacket on and opened the door to let the dogs out for their morning run, that bitingly cold air immediately hit my cheeks. I grabbed a touque as I headed out the door and into that gorgeous morning sunshine.
I love my mornings with the dogs- the stillness in the air with only the sound of (today at least) our footfalls crunching through the frozen snow. It was so clear with only a few wispy clouds high in the sky. As I looked up I noticed a jet- so high that if not for the contrails I wouldn’t have seen it at all. I always wonder where it is going, where are the people on board headed. Are they excited about going on holiday? Do they look forward to getting home to loved ones? Even as I write, I can hear planes overhead, flying lower, most likely landing in Seattle. I love that many of our return flights pass over our home- I always look for familiar landmarks as we come in, excited to return to our little piece of home sweet home.
The frost on the pasture fences and along the roofline of the hen house and barn formed such beautiful crystals that, after feeding the sheep and barn kitties and melting the water for the hens, I ran back in for my camera. We don’t often get such gorgeous cold weather here and I wanted to capture it to share. The barn had little icicles on the metal roof, and the edge of the chicken coop had a longer one that reminded me of my childhood. It made me happy.
I hope you have a wonderful Sunday, wherever you are. I am looking forward to staying indoors with the sunshine streaming through the windows, eating comfort food and enjoying time with the boys I love most.