Sunday morning I stepped out my door and saw this.
I call this a Christmas snow since it is perfect. The snow is light and fluffy. It covers the ground in a blanket of white.
In the morning sunlight you can see the icy crystals shimmering. It is quite a sight.
Everything is so quiet. You can almost hear the rabbits. It is that still.
The shadow created by the fence shows the contours of the earlier drifting.
The fountain in the front of the house is covered with snow.
Looking closer you can see the snow crystals.
These dried flowers stand out against the snow.
Even the branches of the trees have a coating of snow.
Sometimes the very best sound is quiet.
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