I wish I had something poetic to share about all this beauty, but I'm just kinda taking it all in.
Being as homebound as I have been (given my continued aircasted foot from my November ankle surgery) I am learning to savor the local sights in my own backyard.
Sometimes its the simple little things, like walking my dog who hates snow, that are the fun and silly things in my recent cloistered days.
Psalm 16: 11: Thou dost show me the path of life;
in thy presence there is fulness of joy,
in thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
