Amazed

from last week sometime...

It is snowing again here in Colorado. It's falling steadily and slowly, the snow seeming to just drift to the ground. I went and stood outside, held out my hands to collect the snowflakes, and examined them. Perfectly formed. Unique. Each with 6 points, just like all those microscopic picture we've seen.

Some of the flakes fell and landed by themselves, each a picture of perfection, an example of creativity. Others fell in small clusters, clinging to each other, snagged on one another's six points. And as I watched them on my fleece gloves, they would melt, one arm at a time, disappearing surprisingly slowly.

The muffled sound of my neighborhood when it's covered with snow, the perfect chill, the silent falling of the snow, the beautiful display of perfect crystals.

What a wondrous afternoon.