Little white specks

Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw snow, gently falling to the ground.

A few seconds later I see it again. This time is was clear that indeed there was snow falling!

It was a cloudy morning, Honey and I were dressed warmly for our walk. As we set off along the train we enjoyed the beautiful snow as it fell. It seemed to dance in the blowing wind then gently fall to the ground where it disappeared.

At the lookout we watched the clouds move across the sky. Black and low, yet the sun still poked through in places.

We stopped to enjoy this moment, as everything around us seemed to be absorbed by the first snowfall of the year.

An early rise gave way to see beauty unfold

The walk to the lake is peaceful and, at the same time, full of life. Spider webs with dew on the silk, hanging like an ornament. Leaves rustling and dancing in the wind. Birds chirping in the trees, calling out to one another. 

The lake is as peaceful as ever. Watching in silence as the sun disappears behind a bank of fog. Slowly, it closes in on the land , slipping further along until it covers the entire lake. 

Waiting patiently for it to move again.

Nothing. 

Tranquility remains.

 That is until a powerboat speeds into the fog, slows, disappearing, until it is consumed. 

Even if just for a moment life would be still, to enjoy all that is around. To take in life, to be full of life. To see and breath peace until you overflow. 

In the silence and peace I hear “my portion is enough for you” echoed among the wind.   

Honey listens carefully too. 

Watching silently. 

For the bird. Or the squirrel. To give way of its whereabouts.

 Ears perked. Legs braced. She watches. Listens. And is surrounded by peace. 

“be still and know that I am God”