Beauty in Winter

While I was walking home from school this evening I was struck by the afternoon Sun which cast long pale pink and orange shadows across the snow.  Coming to the more rural part of my walk I was confronted with a vista of such beauty that I, and everyone else in the vicinity was struck by it.  The Sun sat low in the sky, all orange-gold while a mist was slowly rolling in, low, from the river.  It was intensely cold but the children continued to sled down the slopes of the fields which now lie under so much crisp white snow.

having already seen a Robin standing in archetypal pose, on the snow, I was already feeling in the mood to be swept away by Winter's beauty.  And all (including our ability to appreciate such beauty) a gift from God.

And then suddenly I remembered my camera was in my pocket and so took some photos to share with you although they  are a poor substitute for the real thing and never seem to get enough light in to them!

Oh Lord my God! I thank you for your wonders!