Snow is predicted to fall late Sunday through Monday morning. Last I heard, the prediction models ranged from snow with no accumulation (mixed with rain) to 8 inches of the white stuff. Either way, traffic will be miserable on Monday morning.
I love snow, there is a certain tranquility associated with snowfall, especially at dawn. You can actually hear the snowflakes touching the ground and the white flakes swirl all around you, pelting your body with the delicate flakes. At dawn, the blanketed white landscape contrasts sharply against the dark grey skies and you're surrounded by a melancholy peacefulness. Alone in the bitter cold, surrounded in a sea of white.
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were — I have not seen As others saw — I could not bring My passions from a common spring — From the same source I have not taken My sorrow — I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone — And all I lov'd — I lov'd alone — Then — in my childhood — in the dawn Of a most stormy life — was drawn From ev'ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still — From the torrent, or the fountain — From the red cliff of the mountain — From the sun that 'round me roll'd In its autumn tint of gold — From the lightning in the sky As it pass'd me flying by — From the thunder, and the storm — And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view —
Edgar Allen Poe
