"Snow Whispers"

For you folks that have never heard them, let me explain, you can't hear them, you can only imagine the sound it must make. Now Willis the wonderdog might hear something once in a while, but he's not sharing it, only his look out the window, that makes you think something is going on. There is no wind, no noise at all, just thousands of snowflakes floating down out of nowhere, settling gently 3 inches deep on the edge of a board fence. Now my mind tells me there has got to be a bit of joggleing, a push, or shove, a snow elbow in the ribs, all those flakes trying to sit on the same limb. I can hear the low mass exhale and hum of satisfaction that comes from thousands of tiny flakes securing their place on the edge. Dawn comes, exposing all the tiny flakes stacked hundreds deep on a tiny limb, proudly displaying their gymnastic ability of balance, when suddenly mother natures exhales a breath and everybody tumbles to the ground.

whooooo...ahhhhh freefall.