Falling Snow

Ed said the snow flakes this morning are western slope snowflakes. They are so large and as always, beautiful. He told me when he was a kid the snowflakes would sometimes be as big around as his fist. This is a beautiful soft quiet day. Grey sky’s, the quiet gently falling snow, the soft quiet crackling noises of our wood stove and inside me I have deep hope and so much love. How precious life is.

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