Fluffy white
With the Christmas excitement behind them and drowning in the mundane torture of school, their wishes and dreams immediately turned to snow. And buddy, they didn't have to wait long this year.
We love snow for its beauty, for the fun it offers, for God-enforced days of home and togetherness, and for the replenishing of the ground. Even more so this year, because the garden was turned over in late fall. Those beautiful flakes will melt into clear, fresh water that will trickle its way down through the mud clods, deep into the earth, awaiting the roots that, in only a few months, will crawl beneath the soil. It's a beautiful thing, y'all.
Snow days tend to be that way.
We love snow for its beauty, for the fun it offers, for God-enforced days of home and togetherness, and for the replenishing of the ground. Even more so this year, because the garden was turned over in late fall. Those beautiful flakes will melt into clear, fresh water that will trickle its way down through the mud clods, deep into the earth, awaiting the roots that, in only a few months, will crawl beneath the soil. It's a beautiful thing, y'all.
Snow days tend to be that way.
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