My Backyard on a Snowy Night

The hushed energy a serious snowstorm lends to a night is magical as the very air seems to move, filled with a mist of swirling and falling snow.

My backyard is somewhat protected, surrounded by tall trees in my neighbors’ yards and situated on the lee side of a steep hill. Wind will catch the treetops and even swish across my roof, but once the snow swirls below the treetops it gently falls. Just a few hours after the snow had started every single branch and twig was covered with snow and more would be coming, even without a forecast one could tell that.