Monthly Archives: August 2004

The whole world was monochrome and smooth, reduced by the snow to a flat, white common denominator. The snow on the road was compacted by the few vehicles that had travelled out of Leasdale in the last few hours, and … Continue reading →

The snow had finally stopped falling, and now the temperature dropped again, to seal it into a hard crispy coating over the roads and the houses. The white, smoothed-over mountains surrounded the village, deadening all sound, and closing seamlessly with … Continue reading →