Winter Is Here by Susan L.

  The sky is that luminescent silver that speaks of volumes of snow held in the heavens. Giant tissue snow flakes are falling in random, graceful spirals. The naked trees on the other side of the road are barely moving. For the moment, the wind of the last couple of days appears to be stilled. Just enough snow has come down that the bunny prints (from their secret, midnight, dance party throughout the yard) are all but covered up. Only the deep, dotted punctuation marks of a squirrel's mad leaps to the safety of the apple tree are left.
  It's my favorite kind of winter's day that almost demands a walk outside. I won't though. A trip to the walk in clinic confirmed my suspicions of bronchitis. Once again, thank You Lord, for Your provisions of health care and antibiotics.
  I got in the illness fighting food supplies. Cough medicine, plenty of juice, chicken soup, and black licorice Twizzlers should do the trick. Well, maybe the last one doesn't have much fight to it but it is nice to have some comfort food. Lots of rest will help as well. The house purging will have to wait.
  I think I'll put the kettle on, have a cup of tea and watch the snow fall.
  "For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed to us." Rom 8:18