Cold Nights | LilaLoa: Cold Nights

Cold Nights

It's funny, I never think of warm nights as being silent. Summer has so many sounds at night. But when I think of winter nights, I always think of them as empty, with an echoing kind of silence. Perhaps its because the snow absorbs so much sound. Perhaps its wishful thinking that somewhere in the world is a place of stillness and silence. What? Actually, yes, I AM a mother! How did you know?