Last night,after another small-house-shopping venture with our friend (it is contagious ! ) ,it snowed . The process had an inconspicuous beginning...a mere dusting revealed only in the headlight beams and later in the street lights' glow. By 8:30pm the traffic had dwindled and all was quiet.We drove home slowly on white,slick roads...my slightly leaden foot tempered by caution. Using the high beams on the headlights was out of the question,as they revealed only a swirling crystal curtain that flowed around our car. Our route home is through a stretch of state forest that now looked like the small trees in my friend's victorian house display...all was dusted with snow...a storybook scene.We arrived safely home and reluctantly went inside. It was somehow so pure ...and innocent out there...calm and peaceful. Problems and concerns evaporated for a bit in the beauty of it all .
This morning,the sun is melting the snow and the roads are clear,but the memory from last night is safely tucked into my "Happy Place" folder !
First snows are wonderful.
ReplyDeleteNice post :)