“Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”
—Isaiah 1:18 KJV
After a snowstorm blanketed my north Alabama community with five inches of snow, I donned my boots; grabbed my camera. I savored the clear sky and children’s chatter, as the wind shook snow whispers from the crepe myrtles that line our streets.
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