Sparkling Snow

Last night I went out for a brisk walk with my dogfew, Rookie. I was not at all dressed for the occasion but the spontaneity of the moment made it worth it. We trotted along the sidewalk, him in his glory bouncing along, me becoming concerned with the crisp air that was nipping at my cheeks. There was a twinkle in the air. On our way back home, I noticed the sparkle on the snow. It glistened just so that the magic of Christmas could be felt way down deep.

All too often we get caught up in so many things that don't matter to us much later on. That moment that stopped me to see the sparkling snow gave me back my ready. Now, my ready is good. Let's make the moments left of this season count.

Merry Christmas!