Whispers of Winter


Soft and silent snow

Aftermath of windswept flakes

Whispers of winter


Lonely autumn leaves

Chilled by a crystal blanket

Drop dying colours

Wealth and honor come from you; you are the ruler of all things. In your hands are strength and power to exalt and give strength to all. Now, our God, we give you thanks, and praise your glorious name.

But who am I, and who are my people, that we should be able to give as generously as this? Everything comes from you, and we have given you only what comes from your hand.

[1 Chronicles 29:12-14]




Published by Carol

A freelance writer of fiction and non-fiction living on the West Coast of Canada.

13 thoughts on “Whispers of Winter

  1. Carol,
    Tell me those pictures aren’t out your window! It is 80+ degrees here. I do miss the snow, actually seeing it from inside. Now, my husband laughs at me when I look for a sweater if it’s 72 degrees or below!
    Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving—these are beautiful pictures! Thanks for the memories~!
    Hugs and blessings

  2. Thanks, Judith, Joylene and Carol Ann, and yes, Katt, the photos were taken here yesterday. The bloodgrass is in a container on my back deck and the burning bush is in the front garden. It’s been a cold couple weeks here but is beginning to warm up today at 4 degrees (38 F). We won’t see your 80 degrees until sometime next summer.

    1. Thanks, Susan. It’s impossible not to be moved by the immensity of God’s love and the beauty of His world. I’m forever snapping pictures but they never quite capture what’s in my heart. πŸ™‚

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