At last some snow has fallen in the city. It was brief, but, while it fell, it fell fiercely. I always look forward to snow, because it muffles the clamor of the city, bringing a degree of peace by slowing it down. Riding the bus along Michigan Avenue was more enjoyable than usual, because the snow jazzed up the ordinary views.
Though the snow was falling heavily as we passed Millennium Park, by the time I reached my destination, it had stopped. I’m so glad I happened to be outside to see it. Who knows whether we’ll get any more snow this season?