"Out of the bosom of the Air, out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken, over the woodlands brown and bare, over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow descends the snow." ~Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMy sweet little dog was the only one doing any running today! We awoke to 8 or so inches of snow this morning and have had a marvelous day of sledding, snowball fights, snow cream eating, parcheesi playing, reading, and general laziness.
I am reading a wonderful book by Kate Morton, The Distant Hours. It is the last of my Christmas books, and I can't remember a time when I have had so many great books to read and the time in which to read them. Top favorites would have to be Eternal on the Water by Joseph Monninger, Half-Broke Horses by Jeannette Walls, and Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay. I love having time to read and having books to read that are so absorbing I don't want to put them down. These four would definitely qualify.
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