Winter has landed along the lakeshore.
What was once wild and raging is now frozen in silence, waiting.
Waiting with bated breath.
Waiting for the chance to breathe new life.
Waiting for winter to loosen its grip and spring forth with life abundant.
Allowing the forgiveness of winter to cleanse away what once was dying,
Making way for something beautiful to come alive!
Betting on the Betlyons 