A light sprinkling of snow: that is all we usually get around here. The roads function, the schools stay open, but I for once welcome not riding and stay inside, to luxuriate in the rare gift of a silent house.
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When you have young kids at home, a silent house is the ultimate in bliss.
June I think any mother must know that feeling.
That photograph is so evocative. Silent and yet so full of meaning.
Thank you Billie. I think so too.
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