Silent Snow Serenades
One of the things I was most nostalgic about during my year living on an island in the Mediterranean was snow. I missed the way it transformed the world through its blanket of white, the way it brings strangers together, and is the most natural and all consuming thing in the world. The picture above is from the first snow to stick in Iowa City, it usually takes two or three good falls before anything falls. Now don’t worry I did eventually find snow in Mallorca, proof below, but that is a story for another day.