We have an ornamental grass called pampas grass planted in clumps along the side of our house. In the summer, it is a pale green color. Now, however, it is the color of wheat. When snow and ice cling to it, it resembles stalks of diamonds.
If I am overstating this, blame it on my writer's imagination. Whatever whimsy possesses me to describe it this way, I could not help but be struck by its elegant beauty the other day when our area was hit by a snowstorm. Though I am not a fan of snow, I am moved by the beauty of the Father's creations.
How could something so simple be so beautiful, I wondered. And then I realized that the simplest things are often the most beautiful. A child's voice, untrained and untutored, rivals that of an operatic diva when she is singing a Primary song. Caught in the sunlight, my cat's whiskers appear to be strands of fine silk.
So, for today, I am grateful for pampas grass silvered with snow and ice.
That is beautiful. My kids were thrilled with an icicle that formed on our house. One icicle dripped onto the end of another, rather crooked-growing one. This made one very long icicle that was thick in the middle.
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