In the Bleak Midwinter

I know Christmas has passed us by until next year, but these photos were taken before Epiphany, so I think it still counts enough to use one of my favorite carols as the text to go with these photos. Some were taken at my Dad's house, and some at my Mom's, but the snow, it was beautiful, and quiet. And cold. And wonderful:

In the bleak mid-winter

Frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron, 

Water like a stone;

Snow had fallen, snow on snow

Snow on snow, 

In the bleak mid-winter

Long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold Him

Nor earth sustain; 

Heaven and earth shall flee away

When He comes to reign;

In the bleak mid-winter

A stable-place sufficed

The Lord God Almighty, 

Jesus Christ

Enough for Him, whom cherubim

Worship night and day, 

A breastful of milk

And a mangerful of hay;

Enough for Him, whom angels

Fall down before,

The ox and ass and camel

Which adore.

Angels and archangels

May have gathered there,

Cherubim and seraphim

Thronged in the air,

But only His mother

In her maiden bliss,

Worshipped the Beloved

With a kiss.

What can I give Him, 

Poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd

I would bring a lamb,

If I were a wise man

I would do my part,

et what I can give Him, 

Give my heart.

See you soon.