Snow

Waking up this morning to a light dusting of snow and a little more coming down I instantly felt the quiet of winter. There's a sense of peace for me that I get from the snow, until about February, then it's just bitter cold, unless it's snowing, then the peace even takes away the bitterness. Hmmm, the first snows, waxing nestalgic.

Snow, Snow, do you like the snow? Yes or no?
Do you like it in your face? Yes, Yes I like it any place.
Thanks--P.D. Eastman