snowday

[prismaticbleed]

When it snows, I'm home.
It has nothing to do with the landscape. It's the weather itself.
Something about snow, in and of itself, IS "home" for me.
When I see it falling, gathering on the ground, something in my heart just settles in and lights up. The sense of homecoming, of belonging, of having made it home, is so profound and powerful it actually moves me to tears. It feels like I can rest now.