Church bells rang throughout the day on Christmas Eve

Yeah, yeah. I know I’ll hate the snow in a couple of days when it turns to icy, black slush-mush, but for now, I am loving it.

I love it because it’s happening in a place where I live, not some place I am just visiting, and I get a sense of calm watching billions of flakes slowly float down from the low gray sky.

From the window of my apartment, I like seeing it dip and ebb on the breeze as it falls into the courtyard below — or better yet, going outside, looking up, and watching this strange delayed dance come at me like a 3-D movie projected in slow motion.