It's a quiet night in Townsends Gap. The brisk wind blows past the open fields on the edge of town. The temps have fallen to the point of where the snow can not melt. It covers every thing in the town and has left small frozen water falls on the edges of the mountain side. The town sits between two mountains, it is the only flat area for miles.
The sky is clear and although there is talk of snow in the future, right now, there is only stars that twinkle in the sky reflecting their beams of light upon the snow. A blanket of calmness has covered the town in peacefulness.
The creek that flows through the valley is frozen over and the edges are covered with a thick layer of snow that fell during the day. The moon can not be seen for after the day light gave way to the darkness the moon slowly drifted beyond the cliff's edge to where the tall pines cover the mountains.
A wolf cries out in the distance breaking the silence of the town. The wind blows past the flag at the school, leaving a clank, clank noise from the hoist. The sound seems to chime like a bell that echoes beyond the edges of the town and up the sides of the mountains and then back down again.
.....that's it for now....snow is gonna be falling soon, I'll be back with an updated pic when it does.
Happy Stitching. :)