The First Snow
I was staring out my window today longing for snow. The temperatures are cold enough but instead of white, it is simply gray and brown. Indeed, our first real snow has yet to come to this year but I hope it will not be long. As I pondered this, I thought back to several of the past winters and the quiet joy I have had when walking through the silent and serene world while the snow came down. It is as if for a short while I slip into a different, magical world where everything is beautiful, eternal and still, a place where there is just peace. There really is no experience quite like it on earth.