I managed to get my Christmas decorations put away yesterday. I was going to wait, but I had time and so took advantage. I left out my little wooden pine trees which I put on top of my antique secretary. They just look so simple and primitive and outdoorsy. They remind me of the page in the children's book The Polar Express where a few wolves roam in the nighttime amidst tall pines. It's lonely, beautiful, and just the tiniest bit scary. That is my favorite page in the book.
I think it is also the reason why I came to Michigan from Ohio 44 years ago. My family was headed up to the Mackinac Bridge. We traveled through all of the lower peninsula to get there. I remember seeing row upon row of nothing but dense pine trees on either side of the road. It was so gorgeous, so pristine. The radio signals were very clear. It was then that a love for this state first came upon me. Little did I know that Michigan is suited for people who love the outdoors. As far as that goes, I love sitting in and looking out.
I'm usually not a big fan of snow, but yesterday, as I left my church, the snow was coming down in such pretty flakes that it almost took my breath away by its beauty. My heart burst with joy and I started singing Winter Wonderland. The couple leaving with me joined in. There is just so much fun to be had. Hope this winter weather is a very good thing for you.