Sensing Possibilities

One of my favorite things this time of year is the possibility of a fresh blanket of snow. Snow that falls in the night time and brings the city to a halt by morning. It’ll be no use getting in my car. I’ll have to walk to the grocery store, the coffee shop or wherever. I’ll stand just outside my front door and take in the scene. My senses are alive. The air is cool and crisp, its quiet and everything feels soft. Along the way to the store I’ll cross paths with neighbors and strangers. We’ll emphatically gesture toward the sky as if to say, “Isn’t this wild!, Can you believe it?, Its amazing!” The familiar terrain of my neighborhood has come to life in a new and magical way. Lord, just give me 5 days worth of good snow. And if it doesn’t snow,…