When I woke up in the morning I realized that something had changed. I understood it by the muffled sounds coming from the street through barely open window. Snow is falling! Everything is enveloped in a soft white haze and is looking ghostly and mysterious.
Night andtwilight are mistresses here now. Their apotheosis, December 22, is coming up, then we will be seeing lightonly a few hours and if there was nosnow the darkness would seem unbearable. It is snowing! And this is joy for us living far from sun andheat.
Perhaps formany people on the planet Winter is a disaster, but we have learned to love the frost andsnowstorms, snow-covered roads and composelingering sad songs about them.
Let yourself stop and enjoy watching the snowmiracle. And insensibly quiet sadness engulfs you turning into an appeasement. Let it snow…
Let It Snow
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