Snow days are for discovering the landscapes slumbering in your soul. Something about the cold chisels deep – and as it buries the old, it brings an abundance of new. Bundle up and go explore – there will be beautiful and there will be broken, but if you watch it unfold, I promise the sun will set on the cliffs of the broken and rise again and again and again amongst the beautiful. Here’s to the sunrises, the sunsets, the broken, the beautiful, all things old, and the beginning of new.
Destined to Wonder 