Parker Farmstead, a Family Farm since 1870

At Grandma Gertrude’s funeral the Pastor recalled how much she enjoyed a fresh snowfall and how it brushed the landscape with such beauty and covered any imperfections. Nearly every time it snows I think of this, especially in the Spring when the scene is brown, the trees are bare, and mud is everywhere. Grandma lived over 100 years and she knew how to look at the positive side of Life’s Seasons.

Here are few photos of this morning’s blanket of snow.