The quiet of a Sunday morning

There’s a special stillness and quiet of a Sunday morning that doesn’t exist on other days.  Perhaps most people are slowly easing into the day.  The sound of commuter traffic is not to be heard, the air is still as the wind hasn’t picked up yet, and the landscape becomes peaceful and meditative.  I headed over to Como Park early this morning.  After a light snowfall yesterday and another dusting during the night, the snow was once again white and clean.  The footsteps of walkers and the tracks of snowshoes had been covered.  There was a bird that had awakened on the other side of the park, and his call was soft but not disturbing, as if he too had only just awakened.  This bench had been decorated with the fresh snow, and it seemed to invite anyone who was willing to climb up and over the piles of snow by the side of the road to come sit for a while and enjoy the quiet and the beauty of this early morning time.

5 thoughts on “The quiet of a Sunday morning

  1. Nate February 27, 2011 / 6:10 pm

    Hi Linda, great photo! It really does seem to capture the quiet and stillness of a Sunday morning in the park. Thanks for sharing,
    – Nate

    • lindastaatsphoto February 27, 2011 / 6:51 pm

      Thanks, Nate. It’s amazing how quiet it can be sometimes, even in the middle of the city.
      -Linda

  2. joani February 27, 2011 / 11:19 pm

    Enjoyed the simplicity and serenity.
    The crisp air fresh and sweet.

    You know how to keep it simple.

  3. Beth February 28, 2011 / 8:27 am

    Ahhh…it looks so peaceful and relaxing, especially after spending three days in Madison Wisconsin this week. I need that bench! Thanks for the visual candy, Linda!

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