Just a few days ago, right around the corner from yesterday, snow spread on the land around us like a blanket covering a newborn from head to toe.
There's a comfort to the first few early snows of a winter's season. Almost relief, when everything must come to a near standstill due to wintry, blustery conditions.
As if we need an excuse to slow ourselves down from the day-to-day needs of our world.
Maybe we do.
Come February, I guarantee I won't be posting about how lovely and quieting it is to see snow; nor will I be welcoming it with the same enthusiasm I feel today.
For right now, however, I am comforted with the thought it will soon return, and stoke my fire, ready to pull the blanket a bit tighter around me.
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