As I began to strip down the last remnants of Summer, I realized that with the time change last weekend we are losing more and more 'light and bright' inside the farmhouse. . .It seemed GRAY prevailed indoors and out.
And there I lingered. . .When all that was left were the crocks and ironstone and farmhouse cupboards. . .GRAYS and WHITES. . .Something about the starkness and the two together struck a cord in my soul. . .It took me a while to figure it out but then it dawned on me. . .the GRAY of Winter skies. . .the WHITE of glistening snow.
I am not fond of winter at all but I do love the days when snow is on the ground and all is quiet and still. . .
warm and safe inside.
QUIET and STILL and WHITE and GRAY. . .PEACEFUL. . .CALM. . .time to settle into Winter. . .
. . .from my farmhouse to yours. . .
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