Winter Sun

It was so cold early this morning I had to take care of the animals in two shifts.  Having a sick sheep adds to the morning chores, so I came back into the house between feeding the sheep and donkeys and taking care of the chickens.

I sat at the dining room table, the fire in the woodstove made my skin tingle and a cup of hot tea warmed me inside. As I sat there, the sun joined me,   intense orange lighting up the wall behind me, the table, and the many things on it.

The sun streamed through a card I made over the weekend and was intending to be sent to a friend, making it glow.  Winter Sun were the words I had written on the card with the knit hat and yellow starfish.

It was as if I had invited the sun in and he came for a visit.

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