Watching large snowflakes dance on the wind. Quiet takes on a new sound when you watch the snow fall slowly. It makes the world softer, slows it all down, and washes everything in blinding white. Reminds me of the feel of snowflakes on cold cheeks after skiing for hours, the sound of skis gliding over ice and snow, and how good a KitKat is when eaten outside halfway up the slope. Aaah - winter, if done right, it is marvelous!