I love the very silence in the air as snow is falling. It brings such a feeling of peace. The world becomes still for those brief moments in time. As people barricade themselves into their homes lamenting the catastrophe they perceive awaits them outside their front doors, I bundle up and head out into the beauty and stillness that calls out to me. I just can not ignore that call to feel and explore the very beauty that surrounds me. It is a beauty that I feel I must capture and carry with me through the hectic months ahead.
With camera to eye, the wonders around me are just magnificent - from a robin flying from one limb to another with the expectancy of spring showing itself on the very limbs it rests upon, to the ducks nestling down in the snow as it falls gracefully around them and comes to rest on their beaks, to the clocks that never cease to mark the passage of time as the bustle and noise that is typically heard is silenced, to the comforting layer of snow that shrouds the rushing waters of the Roanoke River. The landscape painted in broad strokes of white is a beautiful site to behold.
"Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou has broken may rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not they holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit."
Psalm 51:7-12