The front door of the coop as I trundled out to check on the girls this morning. |
We knew it was going to snow last night, not because Joe from Fox 4 had told us it would, but because the wind was completely dead and the air was crisp. I don't know how to explain it, but I suspect you know what I'm talking about. There's a certain crisp, cleanness to the air right before it snows.
I awoke this morning a little after 3 a.m. and begrudgingly fell out of bed to find the world blanketed in beautiful, quiet whiteness. Snow washes away all the dirt and grime of a dingy city and makes it look new again, even if only for a fleeting couple of hours. It's a little big of magic in an otherwise mundane life. Like the snowflakes hitting my face as I took the picture above.
To me, it's all a reminder to slow down, catch my breath, sit a spell...
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