A Winter Walk

I love snow! And the weather forecast had promised me snow for the last weekend. After a long Saturday of constantly checking the sky, tiny white ice crystals finally started falling from the clouds in the evening. A lot of them!
I went to bed hoping that the snow would still be there on Sunday morning. I set my alarm for 6:30, because I thought I might want to go for an early morning walk if the weather looked inviting. I surprised myself by actually getting up and doing it, too! It was overcast, so the sunrise light that I was hoping for did not materialize. Nonetheless, I had a wonderful few hours walking through the marshes near my house. 
It was ever so silent, except for the flocks of crows in the trees and a few geese flying overhead. I could hear the snow crunching underfoot and melting in tiny drops from the branches. I walked along the canal and breathed in the wood smoke from the barges that were moored by the path. I met exactly one other person and we both smiled at each other, happily sharing a moment, surrounded by this rare London winter landscape.

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