#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Snow

There’s a skiff on the ground, and the sky is burdened and gray.

Let the flakes fall!

Why do I love snow so much? Well, admittedly, loving snow is something of a luxury, because I don’t have to commute.

To me, snow is sacred. It mantles the ground, like a benediction of purity. It is magical. As a child, I knew, even before I opened my eyes in the morning, if it had snowed. There was a special stillness in the air, full of festive promise.

There is much to be sad about, in the world today. But the planet and the world are actually too distinctly different places, aren’t they?

Think about it.

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