white rain

One, two, three, four, ....... ten, eleven, twelve cardinals outside my kitchen window, dining from the restocked bird feeders! I am presently sitting at the table eating a hot and spicy chicken sandwich. Snow is fingering down steadily and has been since about 6:45 this morning. It is a stark reminder of what my Saviour's death on the cross did for me; my sins were as scarlet, He washes them whiter than snow.

Yesterday, I was enjoying afternoon temperatures of around 60 degrees with warm sunshine and blue, cloudless skies. If the ground would have been colder today when the snow started to fall, we would have a blanket of white everywhere right now. Instead the snow is wet and melts as it hits the outside surfaces. But that does not in any way lessen its white rain beauty.

 Mr. Squirrel visits from time to time. He is quite plump.

And I am doing a little sewing today on Charlotte's Easter dress. The embroidery was completed last night as I listened to a few chapters of Good Wives  by Louisa May Alcott here, but I am wondering how I could have missed the fact that there was appliqueing that needed to be done on this dress?

I'll keep you posted.