Our Snowy Morning

This morning looked like a winter wonderland with all the snow and frost. It is pretty, but I much prefer Spring…..

Have a Blessed Sunday…

Peabea

It’s Back

The snow has returned here in Ohio, but not with the force of those on the East Coast that experienced Blizzard conditions overnight. Our thoughts are with them as they shovel out from under. One report said that Boston got 18 inches with winds of 65mph. Stay warm everyone. As long as the electric stays on and we have heat, it is so lovely with the new fallen snow.

I textured my winter scene with kk_carmel to share with Texture Tuesday . I’m also sharing with Texture Twist and The Enchanted Rose has a new link up on Tuesdays called Roses of Inspiration now so I’m adding her to my Tuesday linkups as well. It’s always fun to link up and see and meet new blogger friends. Stop by their sites and say hello. 🙂

     

I saw these words on the internet and loved them so I recreated on my own graphic and if anyone knows the author please let me know so I can give proper credit, but the words are awesome, I thought. Please feel free to copy and take for your own if you like since the words are not really mine, just borrowed.

Thanks for visiting Peabea’s Patch and have a wonderful Tuesday. And please leave a Hello so I know you stopped. Visitors ALWAYS welcome.

 

 

 

NOEL

I’ve been a garage sale, thrift store junkie since the 70’s. This was a recent find and had to share since it fits with our Christmas season. It’s wooden with a metal bell that holds a candle. Not real sure I’m crazy about the candle top, but love the bell. Soon as I spotted it, I knew it was on its way to my house. 🙂

I applied a frame and background that’s built into Adobe Photoshop and then applied Kim’s kk_edith since I’m sharing with Texture Tuesday.

I cannot believe that next Tuesday is Christmas Eve. It’s coming and coming fast. Actually, it seems that it is sneaking up on me when I realize that it is next week. I’m thinking I should probably plan the meal and head to the grocery store this week.

As we head into Christmas, we’ve had lots of snow ~ even the soft falling big flakes kind of snow that I love when the weather is just right for walking in it or just standing outside and taking in the beauty. However, they are saying that the wonderful white stuff is about to be replaced by three days of rain to wash it all away and then it will be a brown Christmas. But, never to fear because when our kids and grandkids arrive, the sunshine always arrives with them because their spirit and laughter can brighten any day.

Joyeux Noel and Bonne Annee

(isn’t French such lovely looking words for Merry Christmas and Happy New Year?)

Peabea

Across The Field

The view across the field and down the road from my house. This is not this year, but the snow has fallen and it looks the same. Each time I look across the field with the bare tree line, it reminds me of a painting. What gorgeous work the artist Mother Nature and our Lord does. I love looking out at the snow with the world all white and clean like a renewing. When Fall is over and the leaves are gone and before the winter season starts with the snowfalls, it is like the world is kind of sad, and then the glorious snow starts falling, and the world is bright again.

This week and last, the snow is falling…I’m having a good time this year as we head into the holiday season getting back to the basics of what Christmas is all about. I’ve been doing the Advent Study with the Good Morning Girls and enjoying getting back to reading Scripture, which I had let go by the wayside in the past few years. Enjoying my memories of the childhood Christmases with my mom who couldn’t provide and how the small things were appreciated even as a child. I had two sisters, and she was newly divorced, but such fun we’d have going to the corner store at Christmas and dragging a cut Christmas tree three blocks back home to be decorated. I now know the lovely people who owned that store gave the tree to us, but at the time I assumed we’d paid for it. Life was simple, and I now know that maybe it wasn’t so simple for my mother, but she never let it show. She sang, we made paper circles to hang on the tree and we loved every minute of that time. Christmas morning I don’t remember presents being under that tree, but the memories of magical Christmases still remain. Family is Christmas to me.
As time went on and I had my own family, times were better for my kids, they got to be spoiled by gifts, but I tried to keep some of those traditions.

My wish is for everyone to have a blessed & fun holiday season and enjoy the smiles that we see on children’s faces and the light in their eyes as they enjoy the wonder of Christmas. Their faces are a gift to the world as we find gifts in many forms and different places.

Sharing with Kim Klassens Texture Tuesday…textured with her kk_touch of texture-1

Simply,

Peabea

Glimpse~Things to Come

Softly blows the breeze

That whispers through the trees

As snowflakes fall; each unique shape circles around

And eventually makes it to the ground

As one by one they pile atop another

As the whisper turns to a growl

The snowflakes dance and swirl

Painting the trees and landscape a luscious white

As fast and furious as a painter’s brush

using the World as his Canvas ~

and he names it

“BLIZZARD”

by Peabea (Patricia B)

(c)opyright 2013 September

Layered with KK_Stamped Softly at 57% to share with Texture Tuesday and Tuesday Muse. Visit these Memes for all the wonderful photography shared.

Enjoy!! and thanks for stopping by

The Artist

Outside is being painted today…and the color of choice is white
The paint is falling down and covering the ground
Some branches of the trees, just a touch here and there
The artist is Mother Nature

Upon waking you see a clean white sheet
The flakes sparkle as they drift down
Lightly covering all that is on the ground
No tracks, no marks can be seen
The snow has washed the earth clean once again

Then the hustle and bustle of life begins
Cars driving by
People walking
Animals playing here and there

Slowly the atmosphere, gives a brownish hue
Covering the wonderful white that was there
Like the influences in life
Dirtying her up once again

Patiently we wait each day
To see what colors will be displayed
By the artist that is painting our world
Today will it be grey, white or the wonderful Green
That only Spring time can bring

© 1-12-10 Patricia