Winter in the Country

Before Rose went back to college, she and I spent a delightful Sunday afternoon driving in the country.

It was an ideal winter day:

bright, fresh snow;

crisp, cold air;

a bit of blue sky peeking through fluffy clouds ( some dull gray ones, too!);

and the hushed quiet of the sleeping countryside.

Oh, wait a minute.

Perhaps the quiet was due to more than the sleeping countryside.

Yes, that is a cemetery.

It’s the type of cemetery I could choose as my final resting place:

small and cozy,

great site (at the top of a hill)

abundant trees nearby,

and a beautiful view.

Well, I may not see it then, but I would know it is there.

How could anyone not be at peace with this little red barn and its evergreen guardians to look at?

Another view.

Recognize it?

Hint: see my November posts.


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