One last wintry relapse before spring unfolds. Constant State of Flux’s describes the hush of snowfall so perfectly in her recent mental meanderings about silence, I’m suddenly wistful for a walk through winter wonderful…

Snow is the best sound muffler of all. Walking out in fresh snow, in the silence of the world, is amazing – the shush of your breath, the thud of your heart in your ear, the scratch of clothes brushing together, the sharp grinding crunch of footsteps or whoosh of skis and the occasional plop of heavy snow falling off nearby branches. Even the birds seem to respect this silence. Somehow it makes it easier to use the other senses. Smell, taste and touch. Even sixth-sensing.

*Photograph by the Chris (archi3d), a master of shadow and light.

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