Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Journal #21: Snow

Well considering the fact that I have not seen snow in way over a year, I consider it difficult to describe it accurately. White. I love when everything outside is covered with a smooth white blanket. I feel like the environment is sleeping under the pure white blanket of the snow. The world is quiet and innocent. I love when it snows because the snow muffles all of the sounds of the environment. The sounds of the car tires crunching the snow and ice is a pleasing sound for my ears. I almost think that a beautiful blanket of snow is prettier than the green of the grass. I consider the snow to be more beautiful because it does not occur as much in central Illinois as the green grass. A blanket of snow shows some innocent youthful qualities. I perceive youthful innocence as quietness and not arguing. The younger you are, the more you obey and respect your parents because they are so much bigger and older than you. So that is why I see the snow as innocence because it is quiet and innocent. There are also things that go along with snow that are not so innocent and youthful. The ice and blistering wind are just unbearable. Sometimes the elements of winter are harsh and cannot be personified in a youthful sense. The weight of the heavy, white snow is can also become problems for people. Although winter snows seem light and fluffy, sometime they can be heavy enough to break in roofs and an even weight down the power lines. Icy roads cannot be seen as youthful and innocent because they are guilty of causing many car accidents every year. The sight of snow always makes my mouth water over hot chocolate. The best thing after playing out in the snow on a cold day is to come inside and find a piping hot mug of hot chocolate on the counter waiting for you. Snow can have youthful qualities, but for some people it is hard to see past all of the tragedies that it causes. 

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