For Christmas, I want to share a couple of pictures from our most recent round of ice storms. My son touched the ice on the holly bush, and the ice came off the leaves in connected patterns, each one resembling little angel wings. When he touched a clump of frozen leaves, a larger ice sculpture fell into his hand, looking like a glass angel.
Even in the stormy weather and the treacherous ice conditions, even with some of our nearby neighbors lacking power this Christmas season, it is sometimes too hard to find the everyday goodness and too easy to overlook the simplest of joys.
Merry Christmas to my family, my Blog family, and to all.
