Nature’s Cold Quilt

At the corner of Hamilton and Third, we find it. The soul of the snow storm. Around us the houses are quiet and dark. Most people have gone to bed by now, but out here the world is filled with snow light and the hiss of the flakes as they sift down through the trees.

The wind isn’t strong, but it beats against our faces. My eyes sting from the tiny pellets of snow. It is far past my bedtime, and I just want to go to sleep but the air is full of the excitement of a snow day.

We pause by the park at the top of the hill and marvel at nature’s cold quilt and the stillness of the city. One unbroken glaze of white.

© 2022 Katie Baker


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