"Love awoke one winter's night
And wander'd through the snowbound land,
And calling to beasts and birds
Bid them his message understand.
And from the forest all wild things
That crept or flew obeyed love's call,
And learned from him the golden words
Of brotherhood for one and all."
- Author Unknown
Above.. the beauty of ice and natures mastery taken in the cold spell last week. For now the fields have returned to a faded palette of greens and browns. But not for long.... The forecast is a return later this week to snow and ice and a wind that bites.
A painting waits patiently, half finished on my small easel. I am impatient, but at the moment my mind has been whirled off in other directions. And, there are Birthday and Christmas presents to hunt for.
Try not to get too whisked away your goodselves.
( Please excuse the small type. Blogger is playing up! ;)