Watch the slow falling snow,
Our car - we didn’t want to tow,
At Honey Brooke Court we stay,
Though slippery was the way,
For Church was the next day,
And our hills might hold us at bay,

Snowballs we did make,
At each other we threw,
Records we did break,
Great speeds we knew,
On sleds we climbed,
Then down, down the steep incline,

Dinner we ate,
Conversation to make,
The time just flew,
Toward midnight we drew,
Still we talked,
Finally, to bed we walked,

Up the next day,
In a singular way,
Our minds we did gird,
For to hear His WORD,
A search in our lives we make,
Of His Communion to partake,
Songs to sing,
His praises we bring,

From Above,
We can love,
Fellowship,
Equip,
Talk,
Walk,

In Harmony,
IN HIM.

The Polorizing filter really made these pop. 

Shot these with my 170-500mm. They are really cute little birds.

God invented etched glass first. I've never noticed this before.