It began snowing on a Thursday and didn’t stop until Friday afternoon. It has been many years since we’ve had this much snow and it’s beautiful in every way. As soon as I had shoveled myself a way out of the house and it had stopped snowing, I grabbed my camera and went out for my usual walk. But there was nothing usual about it this time. Snow up to my knees on some parts of the path, a tree which has been leaning precariously for a few years now finally succumbed to the weight of the snow and fell over, branches scattered every which way. And then there was that silence which comes when the world is covered with a thick blanket of snow. Bliss.