November has been at once a very fast and very slow month out here. Autumn faded to winter, mom came to visit, the snow fell and melted and fell again, and thanksgiving snuck up on us.
As I sit in my little cottage and watch the snow dance lightly through the pines, my heart is filled with gratitude for this place and this time in my life.
Thankful for the winters colors on the lake,
For visitors and big beautiful places,
For this sacred space in my “backyard”,
And for mountains, always.
It’s almost Advent, which has always been such a holy time for me, of watching and waiting. I am thankful for the gift of grace we are looking out for and for the knowledge that it is always, always here with us.
What are you grateful for today?