It finally snowed! Last year, we had a trace amount of it. My snow shovel was never used. I think I wore my winter boots once, and never wore my down coat because it was never cold enough. Living in New England, that was downright SCARY. We’re used to wearing 18 layers at this time of year.
The city was silent when I got out of work last night. Very few people were out, and no one was on the road – I love how peaceful the city is during snow storms. Likewise, I love the country the morning after a storm.
I don’t live in the country, but the Middlesex Fells Reservation is a little taste of New Hampshire right outside of Boston. It’s a place of peace and serenity – even with the sound of highway traffic in the background, I love hiking and biking though there.
There’s only about five inches of snow on the ground, but it’s just enough. And it’s the kind that clings to everything, transforming the woods into a winter wonderland.
Not too many people were out. I pulled over in one section and discovered these animal tracks – there weren’t any human footprints around, so they’re from a deer, coyote, or something. Any animal track experts out there? I’m curious!
It’s beautiful. Serene. Calm. Peaceful. Quiet. The only sounds were birds chirping, and the occasional branch snapping under the weight of the snow. This was much needed after weeks of holiday craziness. A fresh blanket of snow to start 2013. Renewal. Happy New Year!