Saturday, January 08, 2005

January 8, 2005

Each season has it’s own particular beauty. The woods across the street from me appeared frozen and devoid of life. It looked like another dreary winter day. Five deer appeared on the edge of the woods and peacefully wandered up the hill grazing on the exposed tender branches at the edge of the woods. They seemed to be unaware of the cold and dreariness. Life goes on. Sometimes it’s the way we look at life that changes our attitude.

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