It's winter here at Moraine, and things couldn't be more still. Our family moved here in November, with a new baby due any moment, wide-eyed with anticipation. Now that we've been here a few months our lives have taken a whole new pace. We watched as the acres and acres changed from blazing red, to a mottled brown, and now - a frosty gray. I could spend so much time explaining the sounds, the smells, and the colors that this winter has made me more aware of...
Stepping outside the front door on our way to church this morning, I found myself struck by the silence. A frigid 19 degrees and no sign of movement - not the slightest breeze. I miss seeing green, but the amount of light that passes through the house and between the trees every day here makes the wait worthwhile.
It's been a mild winter. We have had our share of freezing cold days, but we manage to stay warm. Each and every one of us.