My, I wonder if we have finally have had our fair share of sleet and snow....though I do love it, I worry about those out and about driving...loved ones..friends....Winter has it's good side and it's bad side too....but I love it so.......

Soon the flowers will peek out from the hard earth as always...Mother Nature never fails.....buds will bloom...birds will sing....

The Dawn is a wild, fair woman,
With sunrise in her hair;
Look where she stands, with pleading hands,
To lure me there.
~Robert Loveman, c.1901

Until then I drink my hot coffee and tea and soups...enjoying each and every sip....

 
coffee in the morning of course...

No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils. ~Henry Ward Beecher
 

The eye of the poet still loves to view
The earth in the light of morn;
When each object comes in its happiest hue,
When all looks pure, and unstain’d, and new...
Ere the air’s first freshness is worn away...
Ere the sultry sun, in the glare of his pride
Hath dash’d all the dewy drops aside...
Ere man moves forth with his thoughts of care,
With his wearied step, and his selfish air,
And his ominous looks to cloud the scene,
Where brightness and beauty alone have been.
~Thomas Furlong, "Morning Meditations"

Aww too cute..*

Well off to make another cup of something hot to warm the bones and sooth the soul.....

A snowy, then rainy day..........

’Tis sweet as the day begins to dawn,
When the lark her song is singing,
To wander at will through the grassy lawn
Where fresh flowers around are springing.
’Tis sweet at that solemn hour to go
O’er the rocky slope, all alone,
Where the scattering streamlets freely flow...
’Tis well to inhale the earthly gale,
As it sweeps the green hill’s side...
Or to look on the wood in its leafy pride,
In the glen or on the grove, the dawn is fair,—
Morning is beautiful every where!
~Thomas Furlong, "Morning Meditations"

 Just before dawn I have the world all to myself. ~Terri Guillemets

Warm and cozy inside....a good soup as I daydream about Spring.....

Another snowy, icy and then rain and snow again kind of week....but love the cold and the white snow...then the teeny bulbs will come peeking out of the hard ground ....the birds will sing their happiest of songs......

'Spring is being blessed and happy,
with blooming flowers.
Summer is being blessed and hot,
with abundant sunshine.
Autumn is being blessed and reflective,
with colored leaves.
Winter is being blessed and chilly
with sparkling snow.
~Terri Guillemets'

 Well off to make some hot hot coffee.....*

Prayers for those with troubles or illness as well as our service men and women...and our allies..
.in my thoughts and prayers ..ever grateful...*