IF ONE WERE TO ASK ME WHAT IT WAS THAT I LIKED ABOUT SNOW, the answer would depend largely on what I was doing at the time the question was asked. Honestly, most of my answers would not be really positive because mostly, it’s a pain in the rear end. However, snow has one redeeming quality that I absolutely love.
On late nights after a new storm, a walk around the city takes on a quality that is seldom seen on a regular basis. There are few or no people out. It is indescribably quiet. If you listen, you can hear the tree squirrels scampering around the branches as they make their infrequent visits to the outside world. You can hear a slight breeze blowing through the city, the sound of a roaring fire from within the protection of someone’s four walls or even a kiss on the lips of two lovers bundled up in front of that fire. It is peaceful like nothing else.
And of course, never ever ever forget your camera when you’re out on these walks.