My "woman cave" office looks out on our backyard garden, which is now buried in about 7" of pristine snow. The sun is making it sparkle. It is awesomely beautiful.
I consider things I am grateful for... the eyes to see this beauty and sparkle, the much-needed moisture in our area, the fact that I can stay home and work and be warm, the quiet a blanket of snow provides, the knowing of the vibrant life that is dormant below the whiteness. Is there something in this moment that you are especially grateful for?