It has been arctic the last few days. Temperatures below zero. The birdbath froze over, the softer plants burnt to pulp by the cold and wind. I kept the fireplace stoked from early morning all week.
A friend sends me a good morning WhatsApp on this chilly mid-winter morning. The picture is of a woman blanketed snugly sitting in a rocking chair, enjoying a splendid view through an arched window. My friends message is to enjoy what this peaceful Sunday brings.
I get up and make coffee, open the door to the stoep for the Waterval gang. They rush out to do what dogs do.
As I step out on the veranda, there in the morning sunlight, framed in the arch, all manner of light bounces around the cyclamen.
Good morning God and thank you!
Have a blessed and peaceful Sunday.