Nature’s Best View
Living in hilly snow country 35 miles south of Buffalo, New York is a colorful experience all year long. One of the best experiences was a particular winter morning. We had several feet of snow on the ground and an ice storm had covered everything.
As I waited for the bus to go to work, I admired the moon over the western hills as the sun crept over the eastern hills. I was sorry when the bus came because the scene was enchanting, however, the bus
driver closed the door and sat there watching the sky begin to lighten with shades of yellow, red, violet and light blue. Soon the ice on all the trees was sparkling as though they had been covered with diamond dust. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that God was at work as we silently communed with nature at her best. We carried that scene in our hearts and minds for a long time; for me it has been more than 40 years. No artist ever produced a more inspiring panorama.
I am sure we all went to work that day with a renewed outlook.
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