Frosty Beauty

This weekend's activities kept me out of my sewing room. Most of Friday, Saturday and Sunday was spent out of doors catching up on chores. This morning as I worked around the farm I was greeted first by our hungry animals, and then by the most magnificent sunrise. With eyes skyward, I could almost imagine the warmth with which this sun has enveloped me in days past. Not so today. No warmth is felt through this frosty blanket of frigid air that forms an impenetrable barrier between me and the sun. And so I will wait, for warmer days ahead....and today I will appreciate the beauty that winter brings.On the way to the duck pond, I stopped to look at the grass growing along a small stream that feeds the pond. This stream emanates from an underground spring that bubbles up beneath the 200+ year old log cabin on our property. The moisture has crystallized on the grass this frigid morning. And, the leaves are decorated with a sugar coating of frost.