For just a little while this morning the world was pure and white, unmarked and magical.
A neighbour's cat made dainty tracks across the white expanse of lawn (not a very big expanse, - it is only a small lawn) investigating the bird feeders and upsetting Miss Callie no end, as she perched on the top of the sofa and peered through the slats of the blind....
The snow hung heavily on the everygreens that reach across the side fence
and through the kitchen window I followed the twisted and unpruned branches that in summer
filter the sunlight from the west - still beautiful in their bareness and a convenient place
for quail and small birds to visit while I do kitchen chores....
Dorothy and Frank came for morning coffee, - we went to dress, and as we
stepped out the door to walk to church (Charles rode on his cart)
we heard the church bell ring across the snowy lane.
The plants in the garden shivered with delight!! Finally, a beautiful
white coverlet to keep them warm until the sun resumes its summery task....