The snow reminds me of an image in Milton’s Ode on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity, in which he associates the work of Christ with the snow of winter, which covers up the dead ground with a mantle of purity, just like Christ covers our sins and the sins of the world. Nature, he says, at the season of Christ’s birth will “hide her guilty front with innocent Snow.”
What our yard looks like. What our sins look like to God (Isaiah 1:18).
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