The snowy road

Snow usually makes for a messy commute but this morning it somehow transformed Rt. 2 into a place of beauty. I wish I could have stopped to take pictures. The bare trees and dirty highway were frosted with snow, and the sun was fighting to burn through the morning fog. Traffic wasn’t bad, so I could actually take the time to appreciate the momentary loveliness. The Cambridge Reservoir looked like a completely different place. Out on the little islands, trees rose out of the mist with an air of purpose and mystery. Newly coated with snow, the ice looked fresh and inviting, like things do after a good, hard rain during the summer. I sometimes forget how pretty Boston can be during the winter and it was nice to be reminded.