The Beauty of Advent

It is early morning

Fog rises over Devils Lake just as the sun rises over the horizon. 

The world, snuggling under two blankets- one of snow and one of mist- begins to twinkle in the muffled light. Instead of dispelling the fog, the sunlight shows that the fog has frozen on every branch and fence post, every tree and string of barbed wire. 

Suddenly, even on a misty day, the air fills with light as the ice reflects it, and even naked trees are clothed again with beautiful, white dresse...