Some days are so nothing out of the common way, that we do not even notice them pass by. We have all had plenty of those, haven’t we?
And for some reason even the music you happen to play in your car could not be a better fit. As Troy and I were driving up this street last night, through the gallery of snowflakes, we had Tchaikovsky’s Waltz of Snowflakes on. It was pure perfection.
And of course, we could not pass it by. We parked, got out of the car, strolled up the street and embraced our very own Moment of God, the moment of perfect light, meaningful silence and utmost beauty.
Happy Hanukkah and Merry Christmas to you all!