One of my favorite Monet paintings - "The Magpie". It's tranquility and peaceful elegance resemble our Minnesota landscape right now. As I look out our dining room window I can see the soft flecks of snow softly dancing in the sky. Reminds me of my time in Switzerland at L'Abri. I wrote a poem there. It goes like this:
The snow falls softly on this place
silently, while the village sleeps
The cows have gone
their bells no more are ringing.
The peace of this place
stills my heart, quiets my mind
even my soul at rest today
away from longing.
A gift is mine this early morn
indiscriminate in it's falling;
I think as if it falls for me
hope falls on me.
Becky - November 2001
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