After so many days of constant snow, we can hardly imagine a world not white, but the precipitation rested this evening and the temperature reached a sweltering 20 degrees.
I'm not much of a snow-lover, but the white earth-covering makes a beautiful background for photographs, especially those at night, lined with Christmas lights. This phrase gets way over used, but it really is magical. And then Rhonda and I lay in bed the other night listening to the silence, which is unusual because we live relatively close to a busy highway. It's never totally quiet, but the snow absorbs all the usual sounds.