God listens
01.02.09 (3:32 am) [edit]
Finndragon has been fervently praying for snow for the past two weeks, ever since we arrived here in Germany.
God listened.
This morning we woke to the frosty white splendor of snow dusted like powdered sugar over every surface muting and muffling sounds to quiet mumbling except for the crunch of snow underfoot and the gleeful laughter of two boys pelting their grandpa with snowballs.
Life's greatest joys are simply and free.
