Snow

I got to peddle to school through the hush of Boston's first dusting of snow this morning. I think that's the biggest reason I like snow: it takes all the noise and hustle and quiets it to a whisper. The snow in the air and on the ground muffles the general chaotic noise of the city, and leaves only a few close-by sounds, which are all the richer and smoother for the stillness. The bare patches and the dead grass are covered in an immaculate blanket, and the stark trees take on a frosty, decorative glow as snowflakes cling to their branches. Praise be to the Creator for sprinkling us with beauty!