Sunday, December 1, 2013

The First Snowstorm

Snow covers the ground with its white purity. Everything is whispered clean. Sounds are muted. Animals go into hiding. The deeper the snow, fewer the cars that can be seen traveling the roads. A hush falls across towns and cities. We are able to take in a deep breath, step back, and enjoy the beauty left behind after the snowstorm. There's no hurry. Cars are buried. Mass transit is shut down. We have time for family and snow ball fights. Sleds sliding down newly created hills. Hot chocolate in front of the fire. Marshmallows roasting on sticks. I have my boots and gloves. I'm Ready!

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