1. Meteorology. a precipitation in the form of ice crystals, mainly of intricately branched, hexagonal form and often agglomerated into snowflakes, formed directly from the freezing of water vapor in the air.
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Snow seemed like a fitting card to pull this week. I've been much more in the Christmas spirit this year, especially after going to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra's "Welcome Yule!" with my dear friend, Amy. After the concert, when Dane and I were out walking, I was captivated by the sparkle of the lights against the fairly fresh snow. Unfortunately, I didn't have my camera. Today as I trekked out to go Christmas shopping, "Snow" by Sleeping at Last made it's way through my shuffle of music. It reminded me of the walk the night before, so this evening I bundled up and adventured back out to capture this quiet little illustration of winter. I'll leave you with the lyrics to "Snow". Like much of his music, it's absolutely beautiful. I encourage you to check it out. In the meantime, stay cozy and warm!
The branches have traded their leaves for white sleeves
All warm-blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually
Our families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
But our bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow
So we sing carols softly, as sweet as we know
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome december with tireless hope
Let our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
The table is set and our glasses are full
Though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'cause life without revision will silence our souls
So let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates, our future is white
New year's resolutions will reset tonight
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