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LIFE IN THE FINGER LAKES: The wonder of a snowy evening

One of my great joys in the winter is to spend some time in reflection or meditation in the woods on an evening with a gentle snowfall. Even a contemplative walk will do the trick. It is so quiet, so serene at twilight. When the warmth of the day still hangs in the air and has yet to be chased away.

There is a magic to this setting. Robert Frost recognized this and wrote about it in his poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. He understood how unusual it must been to stop in the middle of nowhere on a snowy evening…

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