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THE SNOWS OF ENIGMALESSNESS

Woke up this morning and our usual dawn silence was a din by comparison. In this modern world, one quickly forgets how silent silence can be when it has a mind to. The skylight was opaque. Now and then there was a large fluffy whisper outside as though there were a vast conspiracy of white going on, as if big clouds of of cold microdiamonds were suddenly sliding from cedars with whooshes and thumps. The birds weren't talking, not even in hushed tones. There was awe in the air. There was also about a foot of snow outside, and the air was white as it went on falling. Our first snowfall of the year. I went downstairs and stirred the fire, made some tea, stood in the dark house looking out at the graysilk sky growing in brightness and hoped it was white for all of you in Christmas on the other side of the world. Merry Christmas!