View down the block

Snow drift by MiraHartford

It's New Year's Eve and in Hartford the year is ending with a lovely snow storm. Conditions outside is practically "white out", with poor visiblity. It was a somber wait for the bus, which I wouldn't be able to see approaching. There's something quite peaceful about snowstorms, streets get quiet and natural sounds become more musical. Such as the wind whistling & humming as it blows between the houses. Behind me, the wind plays the chimes on my neighbor's porch, an unfamiliar tune created a new when they meet. In the distance, through the white cloud of falling snow, the headlights & display of the bus glow, appearing like a ghost ship through a fog. Riding into the downtown, the buildings are ghost outlines through the snow. I wonder what the new year will bring as I contemplate what this last year has taken.