Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I slide out from beneath my cozy blankets.
There is an extra chill in the air this morning as I slip on a warm robe to cover my bare skin.
I make my way to the kitchen in anticipation of a hot cup of coffee, carefully maneuvering around the two hungry cats weaving in and out between my ankles.
As my lips take in the first few sips of warm rich liquid, my eyes drift over toward an unexpected, but familiar tint of light coming in through the window.
I venture closer to see and squinting from the brightness, a childlike excitement courses through me ~ freshly fallen snow!
Sparkling like glitter on a magical lake the rays of the rising sun dance over its surface, the extraordinary beauty of it dazzles and delights my senses.
I sigh, profoundly grateful for eyes to see and a heart to feel.
Ah, the winter is cold, but my heart is warm as I bask in the wonder and beauty of nature as it graces me with its first snow.
© Julie Rehnelt 2012