There are the days that are dreary and overcast. The mood is sullen and dark, and
the family is bored. The cold reaches to the bone and chills throughout the body. The tree branches are stark bare, their leaves stripped off in the fall; their beauty gone. Dirt covers
the wet snow that lays uneven over the yard, or piled on the side of the driveway.
Yet, there are the days of magic,
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each body. Watching the beautiful snow fall is
enticing. It captures the viewers’ interest, and one can be comforted by it for an hour or
more. This kind of weather is pure beauty, where it surrounds the private trees, bushes
and gardens. It’s a whole new world; a get away.
Then, amidst the laughing and story telling, a period of quiet ensues. The
quietness of the snow falling, covering, hiding, has won once again.