"These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years." Laura Ingalls Wilder

Sunday, January 02, 2011


Ann enjoying a bleak winter day
Finding beauty in bleakness .. it takes just a little imagination to develop this sense.  Living in a winter scape affords a person the ability to eventually see summer in technicolor.  Never one for wasting a good day, I try to find the beauty within each one.

Bleak .. cold ..
snowy .. sunny .. in-between .. leafless
emerging .. emerald .. first leaf .. first bloom ..
scents .. fruit of the vine .. harvest ..
swirling leaves ..
naked sentry trees .. wind .. ice ..
cold .. bleak. 

As each day unfolds, there is a beauty to behold.  Even on the bleakest day of winter, somewhere in the landscape .. beauty is waiting to be discovered.  No special glasses required .. just open eyes to pinpoint the God given abundance that is ours to discover .. if we just  observe His ever changing landscape.

You will go out in joy and be  
led forth in peace; 
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field 
will clap their hands.

Isaiah 55:12


Felisol said...

Each season has it's own beauty. My mother never stops praising the Lord that He's sending snow at the time of the year when we have only 6 hours of sunlight.
The picture of the pine forest whitened with snow is just emphasizing my point.

Good Isaiah has a word fit for every situation.
This one was particularly beautiful, concerning our relationship with God, the master over the nature as well.

Tomorrow I shall go out in the garden and fetch forsythia branches to blossom indoor. My greatest New Year joy.

Kathryn said...

I don't think i had any words, but reading Felisol - "what she said"!

"Each season has its own beauty." I'm so thankful that we've the ability to see the beauty in the differences. The starkness of winter somehow has a beauty all its own.

Living in So Cal for so many years has been lovely in its own way, but i did so miss the seasons and real contrasts. Fortunately we live somewhere that we now have those contrasts, but can still enjoy warmer weather when we need it!

Beautiful pic. Thanks for sharing. :)

Trish said...

I am so happy to live where seasons change...each one so beautifully different. I love the white landscapes that God paints. And the textures and patterns the blowing and drifting snow makes... Oh, how it glistens in the sunlight.
Lovely post Mrs. Mac.!