Pax has come and gone…leaving the Carolinas with a prodigious amount of snow and ice to clean up. It’s a strange name for a fierce winter storm. But…the world came to a halt for a couple of days in these parts…frozen in its tracks. Late this afternoon the clouds parted…and the sun appeared. The ice and snow-laden tree boughs began sloughing off their burdens…and the air was filled with the sound of water, transforming from solid to liquid with the help of a nearby star.
Tonight is rather peaceful. The house is quiet…with a log burning in the fireplace. Outside…the bright moon is casting shadows on the snow-covered ground. Silence.