Quiet space losing a dimension

It is quiet here this time of the year: The few birds that did not migrate south are busy finding food and staying warm - they do not have any intention to sing, the sounds of the river and the creek are trapped under their ice-cover, and the snow muffles the sounds of anything that falls or anybody who walks. When - on top of all that - there is no wind and it is not too cold and I am standing still, it is utterly impossible to experience space.

Quiet winter world, February 13, 2013