This morning I headed out to see my dad in rehab. Yes, he's still there...17 days so far and still unable to go home. He's recovering from his broken hip, but ,oh so slowly! Anyway, when I got in the car, look what I saw on the windshield...SNOW...it finally snowed.
When I left dad I quickly walked through a small garden near the rehab center. The garden is called the Psalm 31 Garden. It's a pretty little garden with a small waterfall and a few benches and tables to sit and relax. Today was a little too cold for that.
A dusting of snow made the pansies bow their heads, almost like they were praying.
It trapped leaves,
filled acorn shells,
and covered the benches.
It wasn't a lot, but it was enough to make my day.
I wonder if we'll be getting any more.