I love how quiet and peaceful it is when the snow is falling. The best time to experience that is at night. Just stand outside in the softly falling flakes and you feel like there is true peace in the world, even if for a moment. I love that.
Today I am grateful for the snow, for the much-needed moisture it brings, for the much-coveted powder it brings the snow-riders up in the high country, and for the moment of peaceful pause it brings this crazy world.