First snowstorm of the winter, 25 cm of a sudden. The city is white, slow, silent. Beautiful as we love winter, just like what we like Quebec.
We came back from violin lessons with the Young Turkey. Her sister Mimi is far Cracra (water-aimeuh it-it), as it is the Snow her element. He runs, jumps, falls, rises again all white, loses balance, stretches, bursts out laughing, flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.
At one point we stopped at an intersection to wait for our light. Like many cars pass, cautious in the thick layer that makes them slip, I do note that we do not hear almost nothing and that's what is so beautiful in snow storms.
- You see, we say that the snow * * absorbs noise. That means she swallows them, one hears less. You remember how it's noisy when it rains? Rain multiplies the noise, the snow absorbs.
- Hmm.
- Besides the snow is too good to keep out the cold: if you plug a hole where the wind with a thick layer of snow, there was more air flow.
- Hmm. (I feel it tramples on the other side there is a vast expanse along the pristine community garden)
- While the snow has several powers: it has power absorbing and insulating power . You understand?
- Hmm. Yes. And also fun !
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