It's snowing like crazy outside! yay! I love snowstorms. they're not so annoying and inconvenient if you just enjoy how beautiful they are.
Looking at the vast whiteness that goes on forever, all sparkly and clean. I love that soft, yet crunchy feel it has.
there seems to be a different kind of quiet during the snow.
I love the sound of silence. silence where you could hear nothing but your breath. not your thoughts or problems or anything. The silence that the snow brings is really touching and soulful. It's pure and pleasant and beautiful enough to make me cry.
I feel fortunate that I am able to see this beauty and am glad to be snowed in tonight and cuddled up in a blanket with my hot chocolate.
hope you're staying warm and snuggly if it's cold by you too. I wanna go out tomorrow and throw myself down in the snow and laugh.
much love and smilies for you, dahlings.
Looking at the vast whiteness that goes on forever, all sparkly and clean. I love that soft, yet crunchy feel it has.
there seems to be a different kind of quiet during the snow.
I love the sound of silence. silence where you could hear nothing but your breath. not your thoughts or problems or anything. The silence that the snow brings is really touching and soulful. It's pure and pleasant and beautiful enough to make me cry.
I feel fortunate that I am able to see this beauty and am glad to be snowed in tonight and cuddled up in a blanket with my hot chocolate.
hope you're staying warm and snuggly if it's cold by you too. I wanna go out tomorrow and throw myself down in the snow and laugh.
much love and smilies for you, dahlings.
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There are two points in the 24hr day I particularly love snow. One is under a full moon with cloudless sky. The snow goes kind of blue and there's this feeling like the air is gently being sucked UP past you towards the stars.
The other is break of day. Red sky. Birds singing. and fresh snow. the dirty sludge from all the boots, mud and cars are hidden for the moment and it feels like millions of tiny icicles are instantly forming and melting in your throat to bell music.
I still love seeing my breath form from my mouth. I remember playing choo-choo train as a little boy and my mouth was the steam whistle.
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Thank you for what you said about your own folks. It's what I like to hear. And you are very welcome yourself for the compliments on your wonderful daughter.