This morning we awoke to our first full day of snow. All was quiet, the quiet that comes with snow. A quiet that must be experienced rather than explained. Slowly neighbors emerged and shoveled their walk ways pausing now and then to listen to the quiet or to shout a friendly hello. Children were pulling their sleds behind them as the headed out for the first sledding day of the season. Our house was filled by the wonderful smells of firewood, wet gloves, hot cocoa and homemade doughnuts. Winter.