The quiet of a snow

It’s election day, and I’m glad it’s almost over. Too many opinions have been floating about for my liking, and I’ve done my best to tune it out. I’m sure its tiring to many people. Why is it that the fringe is almost always loudest in these things? The informed, intelligent people keep their mouths shut more often than not. I don’t read anyone’s political opinions on twitter or other social media. They’re like advertisements to me – they fall on deaf ears.

It made me think of these silent days after a good snow. The birds disappear and few people venture out. There’s always that light evening glow off the snow to catch my attention. This is where I go mentally when opinions fly. I’m somewhere down the street inside of the bend, where you’ll have to make an effort to find me.
The quiet of a snow
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