Just a few pics. We have enjoyed the deepest snow in memory for this part of the deep South.
Fresh fallen and untouched snow, one the most beautiful of sights to me. It reminds me of Scripture. May I share it with you?
Isaiah 1: King James Version 18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
Until next time, holy hugs, Kathie
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