December 17, 2020
It snowed again last night. The snow has finally taken over. The land has lay down and gone to sleep now while the blanket of silence covers everything. It will get colder now while a thick coat of clear ice covers everything. Footsteps will stound differently and as you walk alone across fields in the deep twilight of evening the wind will whistle in your ears. Iím thinking of that sound, of the different sounds of snow. Iím thinking of the impossibly light hiss as each flake falls on the white blanket on the ground and then settles in place.