The week before Thanksgiving (yes, I'm a bit behind...) we awoke inside our cozy cabin to an ice-covered world on the other side of our windows.
Yes, it was cold and very slippery outside. School was closed for the grandkids next door because of the treacherous roads.
But it sure was beautiful!
As if God had dipped everything into glass, a world filled with natural crystal chandeliers.
This little honeysuckle hadn't even had a chance to drop its final bloom yet.
Every single branch was covered with thick coating of ice.
The pines were bent low from the heavy ice load...
A frosty back view...
Walking across the grass was like crushing fragile glass beneath my boots....
I know there are many Hoosiers who detest the winter weather. I'm not one of them. Snow, ice, and the cold temperatures invigorate me and brighten up the world while the earth takes its seasonal rest. Winter is a calm, restful time of year and one that I cherish as much as the other three seasons.
No yard to mow. (Not that I mow it anyway...) No garden to tend (ditto...except I DO find myself elbow-deep in the summer work of canning beans and freezing corn).
It's a time of snuggling under a blanket and reading by my cozy fireplace, watching basketball games (from my grandkids' leagues all the way up to Indiana University college hoops), my favorite fuzzy sweaters and warm boots, and coffee at all times of the day.
Winter is a wonderful time of year!
And God rolled it in with perfect artistry that only He can create.