Read the passage.Alden watched from the window in front of his desk that looked out over the cul-de-sac. Snow was spread like icing on a cake as far as the eye could see. The snow’s endless white was broken only by the bright colors of the coats, scarves, gloves, and hats worn by the children who bounced around like beachballs in the first heavy snowfall of the year. He took off his glasses and clicked his eyes shut. He was a camera capturing the beautiful scene to hang forever in the room of his memory.