I watched out the door as the snow continued to fall. Each flake kissed the ground softly. My breath frosted the pane, softening the edges of my world.
Everything, as far as I could see, was draped in snow. It was hard to distinguish the ground from the sky; the horizon blurred into a vast white nothingness.
Winter had gone on for months now. The cold was settling into our bones. The excitement we felt at winter’s first snow had log ago evaporated and spring felt far away.
The night was silent, as though waiting for nature to speak; to whisper the joy and beauty of winter, for we had forgotten.
Keep warm,
Jack
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