On a Snowy (Day and) Evening

I woke up this morning to the silvery white light that often always means snow.

And sure enough, the flakes were swirling and dancing their way down from the clouds when I peeked through my curtains.

I spent the afternoon seeing the play, A Christmas Carol, eating at a restaurant with lots of character, then walking with friends, enjoying the quiet, snowy evening.

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After arriving home, I warmed up with a mug of hot chocolate and now have plans to grab a few warm blankets and read a few chapters of Coming Home.

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Writing this post and looking at the photos I took tonight, I was reminded of Robert Frost’s poem Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening.

And while we were in the city, I still felt and saw the beauty that Frost captures.

The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

Wishing you peace and comfort on this snowy evening.

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