The Serenade

Winter is definitely not my favorite season. Although I can appreciate it's beauty, I am a sunshine kind of gal at heart. There are those first snows that bring me the feeling of walking in a winter wonderland and then I dust myself off and look forward to long awaited arrival of spring.

This evening while putting in the chickens, turkeys, and ducks, I was being serenaded by what sounded like a symphony of birds nestled deep within the braches of the cedar trees. As I paused to listen more closely, I realized that this beautiful sound was not birds at all, but an abundance of tree frogs. The weather has been unusually nice the past couple of days. My thoughts are that they have been tricked into thinking it is spring. It will only be a matter of days that they will hibernate deep within the ground and become temporarily frozen. While they are intricately designed, they will survive the desolate Pennsylvania winters to find themselves in full harmony once the ground begins to warm.

C.A. Bresin

Job 37
God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding. 6 He says to the snow, fall on the earth,’ and to the rain shower, ‘Be a mighty and downpour.’ 7 So that everyone he has made may know his work, he stops all people from their labor. 8 The animals take cover; they remain in their dens. 9 The tempest comes out from its chamber, the cold from the driving winds. 10 The breath of God produces ice, and the broad waters become frozen. 11 He loads the clouds with moisture; he scatters his lightning through them. 12 At his direction they swirl around
over the face of the whole earth to do whatever he commands them. (NIV)