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The Quietness of a Snow Day

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Awakened even earlier than my usual four o’clock in the morning . There’s something about the quietness of falling snow and the darkness of the night being held by a magical , soothing light of falling white flakes . Cozy inside and watching the delicate snow is both soothing and exciting .

It brings forward the happy memories of being a child and waking up in the night to a blanket of snow covering the streets . A bit of moon light shining across the white making it practically sparkle and crisp , cold air against my face was invigorating . I would open a small window and stick my head to feel the snow and try to catch a snowflake on my tongue .

It always felt magical especially in the middle of the night . I loved way it gave our busyness a break . it would ask , if not demand , that we slow down . To break free of our routine and to experience life a bit differently .

The joy of a snow day remains in my heart and waits each year to be re awakened .

A Winter Memory

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The darkness was partially lifted by the falling snow . At 10 pm it was lightly landing and barely leaving a trace . By midnight it had become , more than , likely  that I would surrender to it’s pull.
The falling drops were filling  the sky now and blanketing the ground .  I felt called to become a part it .

The desire to be enveloped by the quiet, soft world of Winter called to a place deep inside of me. The knowing that the cold could bring a chill was no deterrent  . I trusted that the warmth of the beauty and purity would warm me . It was Midnight now .

The  glow of the moon and the delicate , white drops filling the sky were  completely irresistible  now .  I felt my heart quicken as I put on my warm , wool coat  and gloves . Feeling as if it might all disappear  if i were  not quick enough . Eager to offer my appreciation  I went , Practically racing , to the front door then pausing. For such  a moment  commands a pause. Then flinging it wide open  savoring the  first wave of cold air to touch my face .

It was  a lovely  tingling  awakening all of  my senses . Exhilaration  and  anticipation brought  a release of girlish laughter .  Ahhh , the  crisp , clean , cold air . Seeing my breath escaping into the night while the cold continued to pinch my cheeks . Giddiness  and  peace in one place .

Turning my face towards the heavens , eyes closed , feeling each drop of snow as it lands on my skin and just, as quickly , disappearing  again  into the warmth .  When I opened my eyes again I was comforted my sights on the moon .