Snowy Winter's Eve

These are the simple gifts you won’t want to exchange. Deep soul stillness, joy, peace, gratitude, wonder, conviction.

Join the artist as he looks at a setting he has visited before, the McCroskey farmhouse on New Era Road, in a fresh way, with the perspective that yet another decade of winters seasons us with. Ten years ago, this Appalachian foothills farm scene was another study in silence in Winters Ago. But there are new stars here to discover … reflected faithfully below. Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads, Thoreau reminds us. As the sun stalls between day and night, the palette of the evening winter sky mirrors twin indigo and peacock-blues of icy water winding through a dove-white snowbank. Grab your flannel jacket and woolly mittens and venture out into the season’s first snow to observe and ponder winter dreams. Lay down any duty you think is a priority and be ready. Outside, in this moment is a gift worth waiting for. We ourselves are new in a fresh snow. The heart – which instinctively yearns for renewal – lets itself forget from year to year how serene life looks under a veil of tender lacy down on a Snowy Winter’s Eve.

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