Sometimes a picture so perfectly captures a moment's essence that it is hard to say much else. For me, this is one of those pictures. I love photographs and I frequently like to look at old pictures I have. When I see each picture, I am taken back to a place, a memory, a feeling.
This picture takes me back to February 2008. Three years ago, yet I still remember perfectly well a long, slow walk down to the Spar as the snow came down slowly but intensely. There was so much so snow packed into each inch of air. The snow created a muffled silence that was deafening.
It was peaceful, it was beautiful, and it was my favorite memory of snow.
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