‘The sun always shines above the clouds.’ – Paul F. Davis
I was mesmerized by the movement in sky this afternoon. It was a bitter, bone chilling wind coming off the lake this afternoon. The clouds appeared to be full of snow awaiting its release.
I was with the grandbabes hanging out at the park for some fresh air and trying desperately to stay warm. Have I mentioned before that I’m not a huge fan of winter? If not, I should let you know, I’m not a huge fan of winter!
It was yet another grey day, but within the span of about twenty minutes after our arrival, the light began to dramatically change.
A band of light began to open up in the heavy cloud cover.
And then it was as if the heaven’s began to open and illuminate the desolate lakescape…we were awestruck in our silence just watching the great canvas before us being created.
