Frozen

I look outside and see the snow running from the clouds and even though it’s hitting the pavement at top speed, it lands ever so gently and silently. This phenomenon amazes me every time it snows, which by the way may or may not be very often where I live but it does happen every year. It really is quite beautiful to look at when it covers everything like a beautiful white fluffy blanket. My eyes wrinkle at their sides as I smile at the beauty of earths white crown. Children’s voices ring with laughter playing in the soft newly created playground and snow blowers start their engines with a loud roar. Also this happens every year. I sit here in my warm cosy living room with my fireplace burning, enjoying the warmth inside and the beauty outside, until nature calls my dog to come check her out. I open the door and the cold air slaps me to reality, and those green eyes of mine turn greener as I think of my neighbors south of the boarder who are still walking around with shorts on, and despite the cold my envy burns every year. Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 12.17.2014 Contest: The Green Eyed Monster