Woods in Winter

Woods in Winter

Today was the first time in almost three years I’ve crunched through snow. I didn’t laugh like I did  sledding in the Atlas Mountains,  but sliding along with Ella in our quiet Walden Woods was happiness. Peace. A snow day–time no longer spoken for– is a gift that feeds the soul. Frozen flakes falling like manna from heaven. An invitation to simply, beautifully just be.

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Cindy McCain

I'm Cindy McCain — writer, editor, English prof, photographer, and podcaster. A Southern Girl Gone Global, I flew from my empty nest to write/teach for three years in Marrakesh, Morocco and the Caribbean. Now back in Nashville, Tennessee I'm sharing tales, tips, and takeaways from exploring 27 countries and finding treasures in my backyard. My blog offers itineraries, travel/hospitality reviews, and inspiration for letting go of fear, holding onto faith, and finding freedom in roots and wings. I've collaborated with over 50 brands to promote interesting people and places providing beauty breaks for the soul. Featured in Yahoo!, US News and World Report, Expedia, Orbitz, StyleBlueprint, SheKnows.com. Named a Top 35 Baby Boomer Blogs 2020-2023 and a Top 50 Travel Blog of 2016.

4 thoughts on “Woods in Winter

  • January 16, 2018 at 7:38 PM
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    So pretty!!!

    Billie

    On Jan 16, 2018 6:41 PM, “southern girl gone global” wrote:

    > Cindy McCain posted: “Today was the first time in almost three years I’ve > crunched through snow. I didn’t laugh like I did sledding in the Atlas > Mountains, but sliding along with Ella in our quiet Walden Woods was > happiness. Peace. A snow day–time no longer spoken for– is ” >

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