Silence, Snow, and Sighing
Silently, I watch the snowflakes descend ever so gracefully from the skies. They fall almost in time with Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto. The adagio sostenuto is a perfect soundscape for the sight. The snowflakes' decent finds its resting place upon the roofs and balconies of dreaming souls, blanketing the small city of Hamar with a pristine landscape. Not even the world's most renowned theatres could set the scene so simply yet profoundly. I close my eyes as the music climaxes and I my senses are elated.