Quiet White

I love snow! The way snowflakes cling to tree limbs creating magnificent, magical structures. I could stand for hours and watch it falling, trying to catch one flake falling faster than another. It is mesmerizing ... then I realize I have to go back inside to work. On the drive home, looking out onto a white canvas of fun shapes, void of details. And the quiet! The only sound I could hear when I was outside just now was the sound was a distant ferry horn. Very distant. Muffled. Beautifull quiet. I wish it could snow all week (and I could stay home and watch it fall).