The kids were playing all of a sudden I heard "It's snowing!"
I love the snow, at least I love watching it snow.
It is very calming to me.
Yeah, it's cold and a pain to drive in,
but I still love to watch it come down.
If I need to calm down, or go to my "happy place"
I remember a night when I was a teen at my parents.
Being outside, seeing my breathe, and listening.
Listening to nothing but the snow hit the ground.
Did you know you can hear the snow hit the ground?
I love that memory.
My other happy, calming place is diametrically opposite.
I imagine being on a beach with only the sounds
of the waves hitting the shore.
I love a warm, sunny beach.
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