The Beauty of White

It snowed in Richmond today, the second snow of the season after a weird two week summer spell. It was beautiful. I watched from my sixth floor office window, little flurries falling down from the sky. They danced in the wind, graceful like ballerina's fingertips. As they turned the ground white, these little flakes seem to wipe away the dreadfulness of winter. Nothing was sad and grey anymore. Everything was white, simple and lovely.

I was happy.