reverendjaneausten

I think it is God's way of forcing me to admit I need Sabbath.

Freyja believes she is freezing Mittens into place with her icy stare, but the kitten is at the controls.

We had snow dusting and made a "Night Tree" for the wildlife and the dogs loved the snow.

My lilac bush is pushing Spring as the days get shorter and darker and colder. Bet that is a metaphor somehow for how I OUGHT to be living as a person of the Resurrection instead of merely yearning to hibernate. . .