On the way back home I snapped some shots on the street leading into our neighborhood. Quite a bit of snow in our neck of the woods.
These pictures below of our a beautiful homestead. You can notice the main house is on the right and the barn is on the left. This is a beautiful piece of property and they normally have huge longhorns out front. This home is on the right-hand side of the road as you turn into our neighborhood.
And here is our home when arriving back home today. I had to try twice to get up the driveway. Jase was freaking out a bit. Ha! There was so much snow, I could not get traction to get in the garage. I finally got it and the kids were happy I was able to park in the garage!!
Here is some footage from late this afternoon of our backyard. What a difference from the video from this morning. It is probably 3-4 inches deep. Our poor dog was having a hard time finding a spot to use the restroom. He was also having a hard time breathing; he is the whistling sound you hear. Poor pup.
Verse 1
with all the strength of a hurricane
You could’ve come like a forest fire
with the power of heaven in your flame
Chorus
But you came like a winter snow
quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
to the earth below
Verse 2
Could’ve swept in like a tidal wave
or an ocean to ravish our hearts
You could have come through like a roaring flood
to wipe away the things we’ve scarred
Bridge
No, your voice wasn’t in a bush burning
No, your voice wasn’t in a rushing wind
It was still, it was small, it was hidden