The other morning my sister sent a photo to our “Cruise 2018” group; of her feet in the snow. Her caption was, “This doesn’t look like sand!” Her photo was in response to the snowfall that we had just had in our area.
Yesterday it started snowing here and snowed through the night. Schools were started two hours late to give the road crews a chance to clear the blacktops, highways and gravel roads that buses needed to travel.
It was a jolt back into the reality of winter in the Midwest. Once again, I had to tend to the girls and shovel trails through the snow so they would be able to get here and there outside. The sun was shining brightly and it was quietly beautiful…..but oh so cold. The world was brilliantly white…so white it almost hurt your eyes to look.
I am finding it hard to wrap my mind around the fact that just one week ago I was basking in temperatures of 80 degrees and sitting on beautiful sandy beaches. It seems a long time ago and yet it also seems as if it was just yesterday. I am not quite sure how that can be…but it just is.
I love the fact that this world holds such a variety of beautiful things. Pristine snowfalls, days so cold you can see your breath, shells that come in all shapes, colors and sizes and the sound of waves rushing up on the beach with gulls swirling overhead.
The pure whiteness of a new snowfall is a totally different kind of beauty than last week where waves washed the beach and deposited sea shells at our feet. I did take some beach sand and shells home with me from Mexico and have them drying on a tray in my kitchen.
It is a wonderful reminder of our week in the sun. It is a great reminder of the time spent with some of the women in my family…….a time spent catching up with each others’ lives. (The eight of us represented five different states – Iowa, Missouri, Nebraska, Kansas and Texas.)
Those shells and that sand are a reminder that the simple things in life matter so much and mean so much. They are a reminder not to overlook the joy of time spent with those you love…..to open your eyes to what God has put before you…whether it is cold, pure white snow or the warmth of sun-kissed sand.
Take the time this weekend to let your soul soak in the beauty around you and bask in the warmth of friends and family. You may have to look closely to find the beauty…..it might look more like snow than sand….but it is hiding there somewhere!
“Earth’s crammed with heaven.”
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread,
places to play in and pray in,
where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
John Muir
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/john_muir_104245
Take the time this weekend to let your soul soak in the beauty around you and bask in the warmth of friends and family. You may have to look closely to find the beauty…..it might look more like snow than sand….but it is hiding there somewhere!
love!
gosh, i so miss the beach i grew up on. i lived so close i saw it most everyday. i miss walking on the beach and feeling my toes in the sand. 🙂
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I did not grow up by a beach but after that week spent on the beach I am missing it! It was wonderful and so was the company.
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Such a beautiful post! There is beauty in every situation. Snow and sun is brilliantly beautiful but the sun and sand must have felt good all the way to your soul especially when it’s spent with extraordinary people.
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It was a great time for all those reasons! And the break from the cold was wonderful.
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I’m glad you had such a wonderful holiday and came home to share sand and snow with us. What a contrast!
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It is hard to believe there is such a difference in places! It was wonderful though to spend time with the women in my family where it was warm. We could tell which of us came from Texas and which came from Iowa. Us Iowans thought everyday on ship and on the beach was warm….the Texan did not lol.
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That is very amusing. Our cold-natured neighbors think we are crazy for walking in winter.
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Loved reading along – Very inspirational! #GFTH-GFTB
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So glad you stopped by April and I am also glad you enjoyed it. It is a great thing to find a bit of joy and wonder in everything….it makes life so much better.
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How sweet that you were given a taste of warmth before the latest storm. We were spared this one!❤️
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The taste of warmth was so good! We did laugh because the niece from Texas was cold on days when we thought it was wonderful.
I think our kids to the south of us caught more of the storm than we did.
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This beautifully written and inspiring post reminds me of the old adage “Bloom where you are planted.”
To me this means wherever you are, for whatever amount of time, savor the scenery, savor the weather, savor the friends you are with and above all savor the moments, they’re a gift. Don’t waste them wishing you were somewhere else.
I guess we’re like plants. Take root and enjoy the soil that nourishes you.
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Thank you so much Al. I think I should have let you write this post! (For some reason I struggled with how to get my meaning across.) Love the way you nailed it on the savoring each moment. Sometimes we do waste those great moments wishing we were elsewhere….at least I know I do. I am working on that!!
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Thanks, Faye. Unfortunately, so do I. As usual, it’s difficult to practice what we preach. But I too am working at it.
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Thank you so much! I will head over there and check it out.
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Traveling is such as gift. Gives us a different perspective, even if short lived. The beach is a beauty in and of itself, but then so is your farm…always enlightening to get away.
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You are right it is a gift. You are also about the beauty of our farm. After time spent on a boat/ship with 4000+ people, the quiet and stillness of a winter day on the farm was also wonderful.
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Lurking beauty. Beauty if you dig for it- I like the concept. Or remove the cover from our mind’s eye to see hidden beauty.
Susie
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You have hit it exactly right on Susie! It is there somewhere….I love the word you used…lurking.
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I didn’t get a notification of this post …. found it only because I felt it was a time since your last post so I clicked to come and check out your blog. TA DAAAHHH! And here it was. lol
WordPress I fear is having some anguish problems. It needs a Doctor.
Fabulous post – with such a lot of love and feelings weaved throughout the words. Really enjoyed it …. and ADORED the photo of the ‘this isn’t sand’! LOLOL.
Photo of the shells is brilliant. So clear and such a generous gift from nature.
Great post Chicken. ~ Cobs. xxx
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When my sister sent the photo with thst caption I laughed out loud. Then I grinned some more because my sand was drying on a tray and bringing back warm beachy memories.
I must confess…I have a thing for rocks and shells.
WordPress is weird sometimes! It is probably best if they don’t ask me to fix it…….
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I can totally understand you laughing out loud at the photo … I did too.
You’re right … WordPress can be weird sometimes.
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