The silence of snow

It’s afternoon, snow is falling continuously, all around me the muffled silence of the plains and a slight cool breeze arriving from the west. I’m walking, no thoughts in my mind, just a feeling of peace and relaxation, of total immersion in the silence of this end of the day. Around me soft fields offer forms and sinuous valleys, small pools of water resist the advance of a white layer and shrubs hardly trying to find their place in this white winter world. Ephemeral human presences in the distance coming out from the fog and, for a moment, I believe I can fly riding… the silence of snow.