Not Only a Season

Far beyond from where I stand, the morning sun rises gloriously over my favorite snow covered hill. The peace and quiet of early morning is what I call “beauty” and the sun rise alone is enough to put a smile upon my face. Later, as the world is awakened the peace and quiet will become disturbed, but as for now, my imagination will allow me to hear the echo of a snow fall! All around, there beams forth the silent excitement of Christmas joy and such a delicate greeting cannot be forgotten....