Friday, April 24, 2015

Satsang

The sounds of snow begin to crash to the ground that can be heard throughout the woods. The piercing sun beams strike the snow off of the tree branches causing the snow to tumble off. As the fire places burn, smoke begins to fill the air throughout the neighborhood. Once the first flake hits the asphalt of the many driveways, the echoing sound of shovels begin. As it becomes later and later, the warmth of the sun shrivels the snow, barely leaving a trace of it on the ground. Many forecasters believed this to be the "Blizzard of the Decade" but in reality was everything but that.

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