| Silence is a wonderful thing indeed
Ah, silence. And what better canvas is there to experience it than the earth cloaked in snow? While in graduate school in Rochester, New York, there were many occasions when my lessons took place at Barbara and Charlie's home. They lived in a very rural area of farms and horse ranches. Being one of those folks who doesn't like to be late, I usually arrive early. I don't like to arrive too early though and would always take the extra time as an opportunity to pull over the car, stand in the middle of a field in pitch darkness, stare at the stars and hear nothing. 'Tis a wonderful thing indeed. |