In Revelstoke there is snow now. Lots and lots of snow. People get pretty wound up about it. People hate to drive in it. Love to walk in it. Get pissed when the highways are closed. Get pumped when the hills are open.
Me, I like the snow. For the same reasons now as when I was a kid: because it sparkles in the moonlight. Because it talks to me under my boots. Because it makes everything soft and beautiful. Because it makes everything a mystery.
And because it does what it wants when it feels like it, but with no malice :) I'm with you!
ReplyDeleteBecause it's pure and serene. <3
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