Snow, beautiful snow has landed generously on our valley. It is glorious. The pristine covering over all that is shabby and unkempt delights the eye.
It is certain, that as it continues, it will become bothersome.
It will become 'snirt' and dismal. We will wish it gone.
In the meantime, I'm a little kid with the enjoyment of it, and as The Neighbor is faithfully scattering feed for our bird friends, the crisp, clean air is filled with song. Lovely.
God thunders marvelously with His voice;
He does great things which we cannot comprehend.
For He says to the snow,
Fall on the earth;...
God brings to a standstill by severe weather
the hand of every man;
...that all men who He has made
may know His sovereign power and their subjection to it.
~Job 37.5-7, Amplified
[The darling squirrel was captured by David Elder, East Kibride, UK. I credit and thank him!]