After our remarkable snow on Sunday, I just had to post some thoughts and pictures! The last significant snowfall we had in Georgia was in March of 1993, when I was nearly full term with my son, Johnny. I waddled around trying not to lose my balance and fall while Chris played in the snow with our two daughters, Katie and Annie. I still have those precious pictures on my wall. It was magical.

Sunday was magical as well. No one ever believes it will really snow around here. I know all the northerners roll their eyes at us when we close schools at even the threat of snow or ice. It is all the media can talk about, and it is a major event here for us!

It felt like kisses were falling from the sky. Yes, that is it.

We began the day at church, and I took my camera  hoping it would snow while we were there to capture the beauty and spontaneity that comes with something like unexpected snowfall. It worked out perfectly. It began to fall during the last service, and didn’t get into full swing until we got home.

I was in photographer’s heaven. I found myself giddy like a child, caught between the joy and the beauty. I couldn’t contain the euphoric feelings as I photographed children who were seeing snow for the first time ever, and adults  feeling like kids again.

Chris said it was one of the ways God shows His love to us. I believe it. Everything is clean and beautiful, just like we are when He finishes His work in us.

Yes, kisses from the sky.  Enjoy.