winter

I am beyond elated that it finally snowed in Lynchburg. I claim winter to be my favorite season, but I think it is really the snow that I am captivated by. The cold bite in the air, snowflakes on eyelashes or beards, and the best of all - the stillness. Everyone retreats inside when it begins and just listens and watches. You can go outside and hear nothing, see nothing... except the consistent snowfall. There is something about a silent storm that makes the world feel safe and compels me to explore. Winter is magical and those are the reasons why I love it.