Have you ever stood outside at midnight watching snow flakes dance and twirl to the ground under a full moon? Bending and twisting on the cold, crisp, soft breeze? Watching in wonder as the chilly glow of the moon mixes into the warm embrace of a street lights beam as the shimmering crystals drift down from nearly invisable clouds? They nestle onto each other as they touch gracefully to the ground, covering everything in a blanket of pure, shineing white. Looking up and seeing the moon gleaming through the barren trees, filling your heart and soul with awe and peaceful serenity. Hearing the soft crunch of your own footsteps as your shoes compact the snow beneath them, stepping slowly forward, drinking in the silence, breathing in the cold.
I did and it was freakin magical.
😀 WOW! never thought that snow would make me all WARM AND FUZZY inside. LOL
Fancy, you evoked very pleasant recollection from my childhood. I was about 3yrs old and my dad held me on his hands, and gigantic snowflakes fell off the sky. They were falling very slowly, and they looked like white feathers.
May I remind you about those pretty little snowflakes:
Fancy wrote: Have you ever stood outside at midnight watching snow flakes dance and twirl to the ground under a full moon? Bending and twisting on the cold, crisp, soft breeze? Watching in wonder as the chilly glow of the moon mixes into the warm embrace of a street lights beam as the shimmering crystals drift down from nearly invisable clouds? They nestle onto each other as they touch gracefully to the ground, covering everything in a blanket of pure, shineing white. Looking up and seeing the moon gleaming through the barren trees, filling your heart and soul with awe and peaceful serenity. Hearing the soft crunch of your own footsteps as your shoes compact the snow beneath them, stepping slowly forward, drinking in the silence, breathing in the cold.
I did and it was freakin magical.
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