And as I left Marge, for a brief moment (actually just the length of time it took me to walk home) the sun shone, and oh, what a difference it makes.
The mist was still swirling about, and the sky was bluer than ever.......
The sun has gone again, and clouds are back. Maybe it was just a special moment, just for me....
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Love the pictures! I bet it was God Speaking. Listen to this song by Mandisa:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZI2gOBvBHk
It's a beautiful snow globe you're living in and perhaps that moment was just for you!
The beauty of it all just leaves me breathless!! I must come to visit this place that you love so much. God is indeed present in all this beauty, isn't he? Thanks for capturing and sharing the glimpses. How's your Mom - will you continue to stay in Switzerland? Happy weekending!
Re your comment, I like the idea of calling all the students "sweetie" but it wouldn't make it easy to fill in the register. "Who's here today? Ah yes, sweetie, sweetie, sweetie..."
Beautiful photos. I love mountains. But brrr!
How can you take a bad photo with scenery like that surrounding you?
We have a foot of snow, which is an unusual event here in my part of the world, but now seems really piddly next to your SNOW!
Happy weekend! :o)
Love and hugs,
Diane
Stunningly beautiful!!! Thanks for sharing such a special part of God's creation. You photos are a treasure.
Glad your Mum continues to improve.
I think that moment was meant just for you ~ reminding you that the SON is always there, even if you can't see Him behind the clouds.
Hope the rest of your time there goes well. Continue to enjoy your sister, Mum, and the spectacular scenery.
Blessings, love and prayers,
Becky
You take such gorgeous pictures! I hope you frame some of them but then again if you can look outside and see them there is no need to frame them. Beauty all around you!
Yes, I will post a picture of the whole red work quilt. Isn't it just amazing? It took her years to make as she just took her time and put in what she wanted. Plus drawing most of them herself and tracing others. It is one of my treasures.
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