My wife and I drove about 125 miles to spend Thanksgiving Day with my mother. On our drive there, we experienced a fair amount of snowfall. It wasn't accumulating, but it made the drive a bit on the treacherous side. The roads weren't slick, but visibility was terrible.
When we returned home yesterday, we noticed that our hometown had a bit more snow on the ground than was the case at my mother's town. The same snow that diminished visibility on our way to my mother's had the opposite impact when I took the dog our for a walk this morning. When looking down at the snow, I saw all kinds of signs of beings - the very large boot prints of a human, rabbit tracks and even a couple of deer prints. Thanks to this snow, I could now "see" things that I would never see without any snow cover on the ground.
I always like the first snowfalls of the year - especially because of the now visible signs of so much life - life that we don't see otherwise. It reminds us that winter is not a "dead" time.
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