Another snowstorm and we are all shovelling out - the flakes are big, soft and very silent. I opened the door to let the puppy out and my neighbour was shovelling snow.... with the most beautiful classical music playing - loud -
I love this neighbourhood...
I just stood in the cold doorway and let it all wash over me... the crystal clean whiteness, the flakes drifting by and the music wafting over it all. How very lovely and one of those memories that is hardwired into my soul's brain.
It takes "Silent Night" to a whole other level.
I love that.
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