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When I woke up early this morning, the blinds were shut but there was such a quiet hush and a stillness in the air that comes with a snow fall. "It feels like it snowed." I told Elliot. He laughed like I was nuts. And it didn't seem very likely but I got out of bed and opened the blinds. The ground was covered with a beautiful white frost. It had snowed! I felt like a child with the best surprise. Maybe the two years in Fairbanks, Alaska had helped to hone my senses to the snow angels.
Here's a picture of our iris fairy in her snow cap watching over the pansies.
Enjoy your day with the Angels.
Karen