Another slow walk toward Christmas

A thick fog settled over the North Country last night, and when temperatures dropped below freezing a half-inch of frost coated the woodlands and pastures. Three inches of soft snow began to fall at dawn, adding to the wild lands’ winter decorations. A solid overcast sky with swatches of gray, cream, and pink complemented the landscapes’ cloak of white, and on our morning walk, to paraphrase Rudyard Kipling, the silence ’ung that ’eavy we was ’arf afraid to speak. This world is so incredibly beautiful.

About Jerry Johnson

Curmudgeon. Bird hunter and dog trainer. Retired journalist and college public relations director. Former teacher, coach, mentor. Novelist and short story writer. Husband, father, grandfather.
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5 Responses to Another slow walk toward Christmas

  1. Anonymous says:

    Beautiful pictures…beautiful words…

  2. Cy Nelson says:

    Beautiful pictures!

  3. Craig Cutting says:

    Nice job and nice pictures. Craig

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