Below, I just caught the moon as it was setting behind the trees in our little woods.
I was pleased with my photo until I opened Margaret Roach's A Way to Garden blog and saw her photo, below, of the same morning, about 50 miles southeast of us. (How is it that even the tops of her trees look neater than mine?)
But it was indeed a beautiful Sunday morning, inspiring at least two of us to pause and savor it.
Standing on my back deck in the clear cold air, the line from Cat Stevens' Morning has Broken, about God's re-creation of the new day, came to mind.
Tonight, a new storm is predicted to move in. I wouldn't mind a snow day tomorrow...