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The early snows fall soft and white and seem to heal the landscape. There are as yet no tracks through the drifts no muddied slush in the roads. The wind sweeps snow into the scars of our harvest-time haste smoothing the brow of hill hiding furrow and cog and trash in the yard. Snow muffles the shriek of metal and the rasp of motion. It covers our flintier purposes and brings a redeeming silence as if a curtain has fallen on the strivings of a year and now we may stop look inward and rediscover the amber warmth of family and conversation.