Tuesday was a big snow day, and by the evening it was settling on our deck. Elf and I stood out in the snow and let it go "paff" quietly on our faces. The sky behind the house was illuminated in an odd way - so I rugged up and went for a walk to investigate. It was just the lights from Wellesly Park soccer ground glowing on the falling snow - I had never even realised that they had lights.
It was beautiful up there. The snow had settled on the flat part of the park, and especially on the soft piles of bark around the play equipment - I walked through it and left black footprints in the white. The smell of malt from the brewery wafted through the falling snow, and it was so quiet.