A brief moment in time

The day started out raining, as I watched the birds at the feeder, the rain changed ever so subtle to frozen fine droplets, and then to snow in about 15 seconds. It is the kind of snow I like, if I had to pick snow of course. Big Poofy flakes, falling silently to the ground. 

The kind you can catch on your tongue like when you were a kid. Remember that? 

It's like a blowing bubbles moment..kinda like that.

I've always been partial to walking outside when the snow if falling like this, to me there is something so magical about it, almost snowglobe like.

I took Spanky out our pooch, and for a few minutes we were part of the snowglobe.  Nothing but us and the falling snowflakes. 

We have a maple tree in the front yard, laden with red buds,as I looked up in the tree at the beauty of the buds, in the backdrop of the snow. I just stood there, and watched and listened .

 It was a simple, quiet moment. 

The snow has stopped, and now the sun is out.

I can honestly say that in the last few weeks, nothing has charmed me as much as that did. I've always liked moments like this, and I suppose that I've taken them for granted. 

Something about this one was different, very different indeed.