Mrs. Marple's sleuthing has brought results. She has delivered winter. The bubblers have just been installed around the docks, and Lake Mac is beginning to freeze. Soon we hope to see the bald eagles fishing near our shore.
Snow is silently falling. Zoe (our Yorkie) and I headed out this afternoon just as it began. She wore her bright red coat, but it was soon polka-dotted with snowflakes. To her delight, the sidewalks had just been plowed, and she was able to get traction on the wintry surface. Still, I wonder if some black boots would help her. By the time we returned home, we almost had white-out conditions over the lake, the opposite shore barely visible.
Yes, winter has finally arrived. The temperature has fallen. I rejoice in the stark beauty of the leafless trees and the firs enrobed in ermine. God has kissed the earth with Her frosty breath. All is well.
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