From Wendell Berry...

"You have consented to time and it is winter.  The country seems bigger, for you can see through the bare trees.  There are times when the woods is absolutely still and quiet.  The house holds warmth.  A wet snow comes in the night and covers the ground and clings to the trees, making the whole world white.  For a while in the morning the world is perfect and beautiful.  You think you will never forget."   from "Hannah Coulter" by Wendell Berry

I just reread Hannah Coulter.  I think it's my favorite book.  Such a beautiful use of language and story.  If you haven't read it, really, you must.