Piles of new snow, with the car for scale. We had a big storm--maybe not as big as everyone feared it would be, but a respectable storm. I spent the day at home yesterday, enjoying the peace and beauty of it. Wow it really is pretty. Why am I not as sick of winter as everyone else is? Some years I crave bare ground, but this year I seem to be patient. Except I AM tired of the cold.
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