My roommate Becca brought these verses to my attention today, and they were so fitting, as Boston was hit with yet another snow storm last night:
"He gives snow like wool. . .
He hurls down His crystals of ice like crumbs;
who can stand before his cold?"
Psalm 147: 15, 17
These beautiful words really resonated with me throughout today at how great God is. And although I'm generally a huge fan of winter, it gave me an even fresher perspective on surviving winter in Boston. Here are some pictures I took during my (almost) daily lunch break walk around Boston Common. I'm so lucky to work so close by this beautiful place, and I love taking a trip there for 20 minutes or so during lunch to recharge
|They blow all the sidewalk snow through the bars of the cemetery by Park St.|
|The State House|
|walking through the pigeons|
|few of the city from the back of the Commons|
|rolling cigarettes, I love that their hands are almost exactly the same|
|This little girl was standing in the spray of the above snow thrower|