The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake...

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”

-Lewis Carroll

I don't know what it is about snow that is just so magical and amazes me every time I see it. I throw open the curtains every morning and it's like I've never seen snow before (even though it's been here for days now). I will never get sick of the beauty of snow.