Let it snow

It snowed all day.

The car is covered, the driveway is covered. It's creaping up the windows and the doors of the house.

There is something calming and cosy about being snowed in.

It's still snowing outside. The kind of snow you love to see fall. Big, fat flakes, slowly coming down. It's fluffy, sparkling, oh, so pretty.

When there is snow like that, everything sounds different.

Everything goes quiet.
It's white, soft and still.

I love that.