…pictures have to suffice.
My words are nothing but lament of late…lament for suffering, for hunger, for household inconveniences, for isolation…they tell the tale of post-surgical depression. So…rousing myself to stand on both front and back porch, I leave you with a few pretty pictures of this morning’s snow and fog…and branches etched in delicate crystal:







Blessings,

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I am a traditional Catholic homeschooling mother of 9 children, married for 30 years to the most patient and sainted man. As converts to Catholicism in 1991, our family has only recently discovered the beauty and full expression of our beliefs in the timeless liturgy of antiquity, the Extraordinary Form also commonly referred to as the Traditional Latin Mass. An avid knitter, I also enjoy gardening, reading and immersing myself in the everyday graces of my vocation.
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Very evocative!
Lovely pictures , Kimberly but I do hope you feel sunnier/better soon.
Kimberly,
It looks soo beautiful where you are! I love the white softness can just imagine how quiet the world seems. We love that part of the snow…to go outside and enjoy the hushed sounds of it all. Truly a great area to get beautiful pictures of the world God gave us. Hope you are feeling better soon!
Beautiful, Kimberly! We’re continuing to keep you in our prayers.
Dear Kimberly,
How I wish we had such wonderful contempletive scenes here. The beauty of snow like that I have always envied. To me it brings ideas of warmth and comfort and the opportunities for reading and being together.
Praying for your health and recovery and for those who comfort and care for you.
God Bless
well, you did not fail us in the “beautiful photos” department. so sorry you are blue. isn’t it terrible that white can make you blue? still praying for some sunshine for you and your family…we could all use a little yellow!
I’m still praying for you Kimberly and am sorry you are having such a difficult time. Your photos are almost as beautiful as your words usually are! I haven’t seen snow since I arrived in NZ thirty years ago. But I remember it looked beautiful but was such a nuisance after the first “ooh! aaahs!”
May God give you freedom from pain VERY soon.