Somehow I was thinking that February, being a relatively short month, would pass by quickly.
This has not been the case.
I keep waking up to more snow and icy temperatures.
February is dragging it's feet so that we can fully appreciate some extraordinarily low temperatures and endless amounts of snow that keep falling out of the sky.
People move swiftly when outdoors before their faces freeze and the roads are often covered with black ice giving one that feeling of free falling when approaching a stop light.
It has also been extraordinarily beautiful.
The deep stillness that envelopes the land and the incredible winter sunsets.
When possible I wait for the sunshine to make it's appearance before taking Mom and Tante Hilda on their drives.
The ladies ooh and ahh over the lovely vistas as they clutch their hot drinks and enjoy their chicken burgers.
This was a particularly beautiful day so we followed the road along the lake and enjoyed some spectacular sun drenched vistas.
Singing, Praying, Eating, Drinking... you know the drill.
But it's always fresh and always new.
Just like those mercies that keep falling out of heaven onto us.
Every single day.
Even in the midst of a seeming endless winter.
There is always beauty to be found.
I picked up my friend Dawn on a Friday evening and because the sunset over the lake was so beautiful we just kept driving until we ended up in Summerland for a bowl of delicious hot French Onion Soup.
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