Friday morning we had a heavy fog (not that common for us this time of year) that left behind a magical frosty world for a few hours.
We had memorial services beginning later in the day to attend for Mitch's Grandma Dee, and I had much to do. But first I grabbed my boots & hat and rushed outside. (McGee joined me.) I couldn't help but smile at the sparkling trees as I
made my way through the snow. And I couldn't help but feel Grandma Dee smiling, too, with that twinkle in her eye that she always had for us. It was just the start I needed to the day.
What a wonderful world.
Sharing with Macro Monday and Our World Tuesday.