Quiet Snow

I walk a couple of miles most days come sun or come snow. Many times my walk takes on a kind of meditation and from one of those walks I crafted this 100 word story and audio.

It's called Quiet Snow, enjoy!

Walking newly plowed roads with a bright sun on my back. Jumping onto the stone wall so I could better view the fields and hills of the golf course, all deeply covered in quiet snow.

Neither the fresh snow nor the cold air had yet been marked by the coming of sleds and saucers, the coming of voices.

Quiet snow muffled my thoughts and my heartbeat as I stood and watched moment upon moment folding and unfolding before me. Quiet snow stopping time like a hand gently brushing a cheek. Quiet snow laying flat like a picture postcard.