Yesterday's activities with One World One Heart was wild and great fun. But now I need to step back and take a breath.
I went to bed last night thinking, "Oh, wait! I heard the computer signal that there's a new comment on my blog!". I was so tired (we're talking after midnight here), that I stayed put in bed and slept the sleep of the dead. The comments would still be there in the morning.
When I awoke, I looked out the window and saw this:
I just HAD to head out with the camera to capture it. Out there, with the snow falling steadily, I found a silent, magical place. What is it about snow that seems to absorb all sound? No cars were running,
no children's joyful noise, no dogs barking, birds chirping, squirrels fighting over territory, etc. Absolute silence. It was... A Moment.
The thing about snowfall in the South is that people look out the window, see it's snowing, and go back to bed 'cuz they know their boss is doing the same thing. Nobody goes out to drive in snow because they instinctively understand that they don't know how. So, Marble Man is home snuggling Pooch, and I have a whole day in front of me. What to do on such a Perfect Day?
The dreaded tax prep is done. All the spreadsheets are now computerized and printed out; beads and other minutiae have been counted. What a relief! Now I can do something fun. I have a salt dough wall sculpture I started before Christmas. I've been waiting to get some unpleasant task out of the way before working on it again. Yes... I'll do that. I'll be adding layers of color to this piece: