An arctic blast swept over the region. Many places are closed, schools, businesses, as folks hunker in their homes, warding the chill.
I sat, staring out the window this morning. My restless spirit stirred with the sense of captivity. So I did what I often like to do, selected music and watched nature, allowing appreciation to swell. A warm house, a cup of coffee, my favorite chair in a quiet corner, the first glint of sun reflecting off iced trees at dawn, music to warm and settle the soul.