Drive through any neighborhood in the suburbs or rural village and you will likely see a basketball goal in a backyard or along the concrete approach to a garage. I have seen this goal hundreds of times. This morning, in late December, was different. The usual crowd of aspiring and noisy basketball players of various ages and sizes shooting hoops was missing. Each and every player will develop their own style as unique as snowflakes. Someday their shots will be as precise as those flakes falling through the hoop and others just hitting the rim. This morning was different, no lively chatter or the sound of basketballs swishing the net or hitting the rim, just the beauty of the snowflakes falling to earth, some through the goal and others just missing the rim.
Combining two environments into one world.