First of all, Alabama did have snow and some of us were grounded on icy country roads....that would be me. The snow was beautiful but the ice scares me since I have so many grandchildren who are driving now. But the little ones built snowmen, one even had a carrot nose and coals for eyes :) didn't get a picture of that.
To all my blogging friends I pray for you a year of happiness and health; a year filled with good memories to treasure; blogging friendships growing; stitching finishes multiplying; and me learning how to navigate the blogging thing, lol.
Please remember the One whose eye is on the sparrow, for I know He watches you and me too!
I'll leave you with a few snow pics all taken from my back porch except for the mailboxes...I'm in the middle box; and a story behind the little red shoes...The Sweetest Gift.
Once upon a time a little girl named Babs lived with her three brothers and mommy and daddy in what served as a two room house. They were very poor in the basic needs of life not to mention any material stuff. The owners of the little houses lived in The BIG House across the beautifully manicured lawn. We were forbidden to wander over that way, but the little girl at the big house loved to play with Babs.
One day she took off her pretty red shoes and let Babs wear them for awhile. When it was time for her to leave Babs didn't want to give up the shoes so they waited until she took her nap, then slipped the shoes off and gave tham back to their owner. When Babs awoke, she knew immediately the shoes were gone....the tears were still dry on her face streaking through the dirt of playing earlier, but now the tears came again and to this day, almost 60 years later Babs never saw those shoes or her little friend again.
But this year my daughter in law Mindy who almost cried when she heard that story the first time, in trying to come up with the perfect gift had an idea and it will always mean as much to me as those little red shoes did so long ago....the only difference? I get to keep these. They were worn by her Emily, my 5yr. old granddaughter, until recently and together they gave me the Sweetest gift of all. Not to be confused with the Greatest gift, Jesus, just the sweetest.
God bless all of you this new year. Thank you for being my friend and for the comments you leave. Some so thoughtful, some so funny, but all enjoyed so very very much.