As I write, there is sunshine coming through the window, and I can hear the birds chirping. Another start to a beautiful day. So far I have not experienced a Montana season that I am not fascinated with. Summer was perfect. After coming from the hot humid south, the dry, not as hot summer with cool nights, was a relief. The fall was a fall I have always wanted. The trees were amazing colors of red and gold. The winter was so much fun. We all skied, snowshoed and sledded. The purity of the white snow was breathtaking. Best of all it sparkled. There were a few times it actually looked like glitter falling from the sky.
Now I am in my last season of our first year in Montana and I am yet to be disappointed. When you step outside you can smell the fragrance of the fruit trees in bloom. They are vibrant pink, beautiful. In my yard I have the most beautiful lilacs. Best of all, my favorite flower the tulip, is in bloom everywhere. I never knew there were so many colors of tulips.
All of this to say, each and every day I am reminded of God and His majestic creation.
A few more pictures…
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.”
Luke 12:27 NIV
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