Snow, Snow, after two days of snow flurries and the weatherman predicting rain, the Lord sent Drew and I a special gift wrapped in white. This afternoon the fog overtook the sunshine and a blanket of snow poured down on us. It was beautiful, magical, like something out of a fairytale. The streets were empty, people still hard at work, I awoke Drew from his slumber with the promise of a great adventure. The flakes embraced the sky, a small Texas blizzard -- Drew screamed and wiggled out of my arms towards the window. A confused look crossed his face, then I told him we were going to play in the snow! He smiled, "No, mommy no?" "Yes little one," I replied, "It is snow. Your very first snow!" The flakes were thick and clean -- a sharper white than any of my fresh linens. A mantle of white covered the streets in rare silence. The birds retreated in unison, only silence and thick flakes remained, the cats ran too and fro, the dog ran down the vacant stre...
In this world, a second is a second. Time paces forward with exquisite regularity, at precisely the same velocity in every corner of space. Time is an infinite ruler. Time is absolute. -- Einstein's Dreams