Frosty Morning

For days, sunrise was a non-event. Overcast gloom had overtaken any hints of glow in the eastern sky. But Saturday morning, light yellow and pink streaked the horizon outside the kitchen window.

 

The multicolored Christmas lights draped from tree and mantel had some competition on Saturday morning, after days of gloom. I decided to leave the artificial lights behind for a few minutes to see God's light show.

The hay bales had a Christmas-cookie-like glaze on top.

 

Roadside weeds looked less like trash and more like jewels as the moisture-drenched leaves shimmered in the rising sun.

Frost on winter wheat fields glimmered on green.

Cows were black shapes in the damp, foggy morning, as they grazed on "Frosted Flake" wheat fields. 

Since the snow last Thursday, it had been overcast. We didn't get as much snow here on the County Line as some locations in Kansas.

But the wet snow clung to the winter wheat crop, giving it another boost of moisture, added to the 0.40" of rain we'd gotten earlier last week.

That's a Christmas present that you can't wrap up and put under the tree. But it's a blessing nonetheless. So was a frosty sunrise ...