Birdsaretalking

I don't really know why I stay up so late. Especially when I am tired and could go to sleep if I wanted too. So much happens at night though. Yet it's so quiet and empty. There's no birds, no annoying cicadas/locusts, no cars hitting the roads. Something so peaceful about the night draws me to stay up and just embrace it. Life seems so chaotic when the sun is out. The moon just puts a mellow mood in place.
I can't wait until Winter. Last winter break I remember just sitting on my front porch enjoying the small flakes that dropped from the sky. The crunch of my black boots as I walked across the yard. I hate walking on fresh snow though. It's so pretty and precious looking, like it's just sitting there for show instead of a place to walk on.

Snow last year at my mom's apt.





Lights at my dad's house.