White, fluffy magic is falling from the sky tonight covering my world in wonder. The first snow of the season has arrived as “Father Winter” is preparing for a new comeback. Did I miss fall all together in this rushed transition that seemed to have gone from summer to winter in no time, skipping fall all together? Perhaps we get another opportunity to catch a few more glimpses, a few more bursts of color begging to be admired once more before we say goodbye to the most colorful season of the year. Perhaps I will be right with my hunch as I don’t think winter is here to stay just yet. Tonight those hopes are disguised by visions of faint silhouettes, trees and buildings competing to be seen through the foggy glow of street lights from across the way. I could easily sit here and lose myself to the hands of time as it is standing still for me. I could simply watch forever.
I am grateful that I don’t have to drive tonight and I’m ready to let Mother Nature unfold her beauty right in front of my eyes. Tonight I don’t have to worry about a too confident, underestimating soul slamming into me while losing control on a slippery patch of ice. Instead it is tonight that I can sit here and admire the raging storm outside while sipping on hot apple cider. And it is tonight that I can feel perfectly safe and sound in the comfort of my castle.