" Somebody grew up, fell in love, and spent a winter with a lover in the country"

So much snow! I like the snow, but not for the usual making snowmen and having snowball fights, but for the silence that hugs the city. It gets so quiet and peaceful. It's a silence that pulls you out into a whole other moment. My big plan was to write things in the snow and post pictures but I didn't get that far. Instead, my heat went out and I lit candles and thought of the short story "Snow" by Ann Beattie. I like the story for many reasons. One of the main ones, is that the writing has that still snow feeling to it. It's a honest story.