A TALE OF THE SNOW ANGEL

THE BEAUTIFUL EYE

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The snow began to fall early that evening.  Glittering snow  that turned streets and sidewalks pristine white.

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Soft snow flakes that wedged in the mane and eyes of sleeping lions.

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Snow that pushed itself  into every crevice and ledge.

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She had taken off her wings.  They were heavy.  The feathers whispered as she moved.    Today she would not wear them.

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On the day of the first snow fall she would put aside her wings and angel duties.

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This day she  would be an ordinary person.  Doing ordinary things.

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She would ride through snowy streets.  Wheels singing.   Snow flying.

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Wearing silver skates she would glide and spin on ice high above the city.

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As the light faded she watched as napkins were folded.   Candles lit.  Wine poured.

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Her day was ending.  Sweetly she laid  down in the pristine snow and made her mark.

Snow Angels.

 Fini.

(Just a reminder about Snow Angels.   They exist.  You’ve seen and heard them filling the world with joyful song.

“King of Kings

and lord of lords

Hallelujah.  Hallelujah.  Hallelujah”)

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8 thoughts on “A TALE OF THE SNOW ANGEL

  1. Oh, what lovely photos! I love the way you blur and soften them to pull us into that world of black and white…or it is gray and in the past…another time. I recognize the bicycle… as if its rider has been set free with the snow. Have a good weekend, Virginia!

    • I do seem to have an attachment to bicycles. Growing up having a bicycle really set you free to explore and have adventures. Our small town was a safe place and we would pack a lunch and be gone all day (in the summer time). May you week-end be grand Jo Nell.

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