The sounds of silence...

Being off from work this week I had hoped to get a big snowstorm and get several inches of snow, but no such luck. Like most, I have a love-hate relationship with snow but for all the negative affects it can bring I am still amazed how it can transform the landscape.

I could sit and watch it snow for hours on end as a single snowflake floats to the ground only to be joined by another until one by one they embrace each other and in the process change a gray, dark, desolate land into new hope and promise with its shining white glow.

Silently one by one, they rush to join the others; they quietly march to muffle the sounds of an angry world; if only for a little while. For when tomorrow comes and the Sun arises in the distant sky it will be time for change once again...and one by one they will disappear into the earth as to hide from sight only to be engulfed by the dark once more. Although not seen by the blind eye, it is with new purpose they make this transformation for when the winds of winter die down they will return again, no longer a shimmering white but the colors of spring.