People say that they like the silence of a
snowfall.
Those precious moments when outside waxes silent as inside.
When the only sound is the whispered hiss of falling snow meeting its fallen brethren.
People say there is a peace unmistakable in a
snowfall.
Life as you know it halts - businesses close, schools delay opening, drivers coast mid-beltway.
As if a blanket has fallen over every bit of life beyond the walls of families, feelings, and homes. People love the way that the warmth of indoors juxtaposes the cold still-framed drift without.
Snowfall.
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2 comments:
I love it! Poignant, yet simple. You are a true talent :)
OH! You sweat me and my thick silences! I like anything that takes the edges off the entire world.
Aren't you glad we've had a week of *real* winter. I am.
: )
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