5 – Waiting
Covering the Earth in silence the snow waits patiently for the future to unfold. Nothing much happens at first: days turn to nights turn to days again. An occasional passing animal makes deep tracks in the mostly unbroken whiteness; tracks that are covered by freshly fallen snow soon after. Sometimes storms arrive to rage against the mountains. The howling winds move the blankets of snow up and down like sand dunes in the desert, tearing down ridges and forming new slopes. But once the winds die down, tired and spent – even though the landscape has been transformed completely – the snow looks as untouched and serene as before: soft, silent, motionless.