I had the pleasure recently of walking in snow.
For those of you who live in northern climes, snow in this part of Virginia is rare. But it started coming down, light, fluffy flakes, one morning.
I’ve been walking every morning, and I decided that the snow would be fun to walk in. As it was.
There is a stillness that happens when it snows. I couldn’t hear traffic or voices, just the occasional bird.
It was a lovely time.
Not enough to make me wish myself around it all the time, though. 🙂
Photo by tlindenbaum