A Small (but Beautiful) World

I know.  Another post about the weather.  Really.  That's what happens when you live in Iowa.  There's not too much else going on besides the weather.  Actually, someone should slap me silly, because I honestly don't know if I am coming or going it has been so crazy busy around here. That's a whole 'nother post entirely.

But I am going to attribute the coming or going confusion to the fact that for the past week or so, we have had a lot of fog.  Dense fog.  Can't see your hand in front of your face fog.  Pea soup thick fog.  Wow, that's another area in which I am deficiently Dutch.  I have never made pea soup.  Give any good Dutch woman a ham hock and some peas and she will make you a pot of steamy pea soup.  Ewww.  Don't like pea soup, but to some in these parts, pea soup is a delicacy.

I digress.  So we have had all this pea soup - uh, fog.  I makes things sort of gray and dreary and I can feel all my Vitimin D just seeping out of me.  Sun? Wherefore are thou sun?  It sort of reminds me of the movie Narnia.  You keep waiting for the White Witch to come around the corner with her freaky sled and freakier hair. 

BUT, for all its dreariness, there is this.

Every little branch, every little left over leaf is a work of art.  Just simply beautiful.  And you know, only God can create this sort of wonder.

Once again, I wish I could take better pictures.  You are just going to have to believe me on this one.

Can't help but think of my high school art classes when I see this one.  Mrs. Kramer tried her darndest to teach us about perspective and that whole vanishing point thing.  I get it a little better now, but still not so much.

The Captain took these last two shots.  We both got home from work and had the exact same idea. We're weird like that sometimes. We both thought we had to get some pics of all God's handiwork around us.

The Captain has a fascination with our courthouse.  It is a pretty building, but I bet I could deck out a whole photo album dedicated to the Sioux County Courthouse.  I guess there are worse things to look at.

Silver linings.  I think God likes them.  He loves to give us a look at the bright side, if we are willing to see it.  I know many of us have had the whole tragedy of Haiti in our hearts and minds.  Hitting close to home, our former pastor and his wife have been in the process of adopting a little girl from Haiti.  She has been with them for quite some time on a medical visa.  The adoption has had its fair share of red tape and slowdowns, but things are moving along pretty quickly now.  I'll find whatever joy I can out of that situation. 

Tomorrow there is freezing rain, aka ice, in the forecast, and a weekend of snow and blowing snow.  Anybody got any Vitamin D?

Anyone?