sight to behold

Early morning January 17, 2007
In the cold of winter pondering the icy pond an amazing encounter unfolded before me. The pond half frozen a lone heron stood by silent gazing not sure what to make of the scene before him. A young black cat slipping and sliding on the icy pond, dancing and frolicking. [...]

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growth

Have you ever noticed in the dead of winter icicles and patches of ice the tender shoots of spring? Struggling to push to the surface through the icy cold, growing for rays of sun. Persevering through the bitter cold hope springs through.
As we sit ourselves in the deep cold of winter- be it the weather [...]

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