I often love the photos and quotes or poems in the opening pages of Real Simple, but this month’s I found truly captivating.
Although right now, the snow isn’t helping my cold, and it isn’t helping my pride when I slip on icy crosswalks and almost nosedive in public places, and it isn’t helping my anxiety at heating bills to come – I love it. I love how sparkly it can be. I love the way it glides down from the air, so softly, catching in the streetlights and on my eyelashes.
I love how a morning, or a late night, is somehow quieter with snow on the ground. I love the crunch of traipsing through it. I love how peaceful it can make me feel, and how joyous it can be to put the first tracks into it first thing in the morning. I am younger each year at the first snow.
(image from the 20×200 blog, via Real Simple. Photo by Joseph O. Holmes, with quote from Anne Sexton)
I like writing, photography, reading, music, design, typography, paper products, days in the seventies and sparkly snow, Spanish wine and cans of PBR. I spent a year in Córdoba, Spain, working as a 
Love your description of the snow. I am wishing I was someplace snowy right now. Today, it dipped down to 58, and I was so excited that it was COLD. (Ha!)
there is a scene in the German moving Beyond Silence in which the deaf father asks his hearing daughter what snow sounds like. At first, she says, “it doesn’t make a sound” and then she changes her mind and says “knirsch, knirsch.” ( the sound it makes when one walks on it.) Very cool.