Boxing Day

So it's finally happened again. The day after X-mas it snowed. Just as the last remaining crusts of hard ice had started to melt, the snow came. Silent and mysterious as always, it fell, blanketing the world in a cold and still layer. We turned off the lights in the kitchen and stared out the open french windows, watching the snowflakes gently drifting down from the sky. It was quite hypnotic. And the air never smelled so pure.