December 20, 2009
There were just a few flakes coming down for hours on end yesterday, but apparently in the dark of night, the storm finally got its act together. This morning it was quiet, the entire world blanketed in white, the dead stillness quiet of the morning after a storm. No cars moving. No people, no dogs, no sounds at all, not even the wind. I love that quiet isolation, particularly when it occurs during daytime hours. By the time we'd had a first cup of coffee, the world had woken up and was trying to dig out from under the drifts.