... and all through the house, not a creature was stirring...*just kidding*
The blizzard a few days ago gave me an unexpected Christmas gift - one of those rare, ephemeral moments of complete peace. I was at my grandparents house (just down the hill) for a Christmas party when the snow began. We had walked to the party, in order to circumvent the dangerous ride up the hill once the road was covered in ice.
So, after the party, we began the trek up the hill, in the already deep snow. This short walk turned out to be one of the most beautiful and peaceful moments in my life. The empty road was amorphous; it was almost impossible to differentiate between the sidewalks, road, and lawns. The snow itself held a certain allure as well. It sparkled and shimmered whenever the flashlight beam passed over the drifts - it looked like millions of tiny diamonds were crunching beneath our feet. All was ethereally silent, which is an extremely rare occurrence on a main road. There were no cars, and no other people walking. It felt as though we were in our own world. Truly 'walking in a Winter Wonderland.'
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