I took the Coal Speaker dog Bailey for a walk tonight in the snow storm. There was something very peaceful..
Night snow is quiet.. And yes, my location is miles from an interstate and relatively in a quiet part of the earth, there is still noise pollution. But on a night where the only thing visible is slow falling snow under orange-hued street lights, there is no noise except precipitation hitting the ground..
Every now and then, a passing car’s tires crunched by slowly, driven by anxious persons desperately trying to stay in the barely visible auto tracks of vehicles that passed by long enough ago that snow is already covering the evidence..
Yes, indeed. I love a quiet night. And since in our modern ‘error’ of over-doing it, taking a night off isn’t a bad idea at all. Even when the forceful hand of mother nature makes us do it..
