In the scheme of things it’s not much … hardly a heavy dusting, but it has been snowing off and on most of today. It varies from tiny hard little bits to big thin pancake flakes. <\/p>\n
I’ve always liked the big flat flakes. They seem to just float down from the sky in lazy drifts. It more like the idealized memory of snow than the reality of plowing, shoveling — getting wet and tired.<\/p>\n
But when you can sit with a book and a cup of coffee or tea and just look out every now and then there’s a beauty to it. A calming effect. Maybe it is the silence of snow. Have you ever noticed how hushed it seems to be when it snows — as if the world is holding it’s breath. Or wrapped in cotton — safe from all harm — padded and protected (except cold).<\/p>\n
What are your thoughts on snow? Like? Dislike? Life – a long as you don’t have to shovel? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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