{"Snow Day" by Ezra Jack Keates}
But as I sit here with my coffee this morning, while the rest of the house is fast asleep..{even my little alarm-clock-pup-Lulu has gone back to bed} I marvel at the beauty outside my front window..snow softly falling..the street light capturing the sparkles as they come down..
{this is not me...but sadly I do envy those eyebrows..}
{there, that's more like it..}
The whole time we spend wishing our lives..our time..away.
I think I'll make a conscious decision to, if not enjoy, at least appreciate every single moment..every long day and every long season..
Aren't we lucky to start a new day, every day, with a chance to make it better?
{ I wish I had that cuddly-warm-red suit..}
Now, go out there and have a wondrous, long, beautiful Saturday.
And I'll go back to
-me
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