Today a gentle snow falls. Large clusters of flakes tumble earthward, holding hands and dancing to a muted tune only they can hear. It must be warmer today. I put on my coat and take our little black cocker spaniel for a walk.
It is so quiet my crunchy footsteps resound irreverently across the snowy expanse. When I reach the hilltop, I stop. He dog stops too. A profound stillness envelops us. I strain to hear something… anything. There is nothing; not the rustle of crisp, brown oak leaves, not the cheerful call of the chickadees, not a whisper from the wind. My whole world pays silent homage to God. Cuddles looks at me, her head cocked inquisitively to one side.