Snow day

"I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas. It brings people together while time stands still." -Rachel Cohn.

 WHITE FIELDS by James Stephens  ( 1880-1950) Irish novelist and poet

 In the winter time we go

 Walking in the fields of snow;

 Where there is no grass at all;

 Where the top of every wall,

 Every fence, and every tree,

 Is as white as white can be.

 Pointing out the way we came,

 Every one of them the same

 All across the fields there be

 Prints in silver filigree:

 And our mothers always know,

 By the footprints in the snow,

 Where it is .......

 the children go....

 "Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity." -Novala Takemoto

 Photographs 2018  Campbell River, B.C.