Off-Road, Sealy Lake, Montana,

In Missoula, Montana, it snowed pretty much all day Friday.
I love it.
It induces calm in me. 
Well, except when I'm driving out of town and a blizzard whips up. No calm in a white-knuckle death grip on the steering wheel.

But this week's snow is the lovely, reverent variety. There’s no quiet exactly like the almost holy hush that comes with fresh, abundant snowfall.  If you should be graced with such, whether in the city or the wilderness, it’s worth the effort to imbibe early of the peaceful silence - even if it’s just to open a window and gaze deep - while it lasts.