Silent as Sunday can be...

Sometimes it is just a meant to be moment. I was in the car and snapped this picture of an old weathered barn.

The fence rambling on though the landscape as the trees hid their tiny green leaves inside hoping to let them loose soon.The snows had just been by as the mountains in the distance testified.

The sky broke through the birds call with a simple blue, and the sun warmed the ice into retreat.

Spring will come and the barn will be alive with excitement once again.