Winter falls silently across the morning,
a blanket of snow stretches over the dreaming earth.
Unmarked paths of white wait in quietude.
My January 3rd small stone, tossed into the river.
I found this difficult to do today, and had many thoughts about giving up. It is almost impossible, it seems to me, to capture in words or photos the beauty of the first big snowfall, when the world is hushed and the snowflakes waltz down from the sky, romancing the earth before covering her in winter’s white and sparkling jewels and clothing.
Bountiful Healing 
You did a wonderful job. glad you worked through the difficulty.
Thank you so much, Change I Am. 🙂
you did well. relax, stop worrying, breathe into the words and they will pour out of you with the next breath. walk in beauty.
Thank you, Joss. Sometimes I do forget to breathe. 🙂
unmarked paths of white wait in quietude
simply lovely
you are good at this Robin 🙂
Thank you so much, Kel. 🙂
It’s nerve-wracking, doing something new. lol!
I love your stone this day, and the photo is enchanting…
Thank you, Barbara. 🙂
Sometimes words or photos can not show the real beauty of things, but you did a great job!!
That’s so beautiful.
So true. Thank you, MissPinkles. And thanks for stopping by and commenting. I appreciate it. 🙂
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