Calming:
It's snowing again. I want to be angry, but it's just doo damn pretty. It just has this cleansing feeling. I can't help but relax and be happy when it snows. The frozen flurries are so much more calming than their defrosted counterparts. I like rain as well, don't get me wrong, but rain just has a different feeling. Snow is happy and pure, rain is a different beast. It's weird thinking of the different faces of water. But snow has to be my favorite.
A light snow would have to be the best kind. It's just so relaxing watching the small shapes sprinkle down from the night sky. I'm not entirely sure why, but something about the night sky and snow just resonates with me. It is quite literally my favorite time of year. I love autumn the most overall, but the falling leaves just don't fill me with the same emotions as the falling snow.
I'm not sure I'll ever know why I love the snow so much, watching it fall especially, maybe one day I'll have the time to sit down and write while it's snowing. Write about exactly how I'm feeling and why. Maybe it'll help me solve the puzzle, but until then ignorance is bliss.
Quote of the Day:
"There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you... in spring, summer, and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself."
- Ruth Stout
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