Snowy Sunday

[erica_ac]

It's been snowing all day - heavy falls of many tiny flakes, falls of slush, a little fall of rain, a slow fall of big fluffy flakes, and now a steady fall of middle-sized flakes all lit up by streetlights. I am looking forward to walking into work tomorrow (though I may be wishing for snowshoes) and to doing no driving whatsoever. I wish that the snow really could heal aching hearts, comfort the grieving, and soothe the restless. Even though it can't, it still strikes me as a blessing; the stillness and beauty of snowfall makes magic seem possible.

I hope magic is possible, for you, tonight.