Saturday, January 24, 2015

A Walk in the Snow

One day last week, it started snowing when I was at home, and I took a walk in it.

Big fluffy flakes filled up the neighborhood. All I could hear was my own feet crunching steps on the fallen snow, the occasional scrape of shovel on driveway, and in the distance the faint hum of a snow blower.

The whole world around me turned white, the sidewalk ahead covered, with only the faintest impression of previous footprints visible.

I got covered ins snow, head to toe, and I learned again what I already know: walking in snow makes me happy.

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