Wednesday, November 23, 2005


There's just a light dusting on the streets and houses and trees... and it's just the way I like it. Silent and gentle. Kinda slows everything down a little bit. Not enough to cause a panic and send everyone out for emergency supplies of bread and milk and beer. Just enough to make it seem like Thanksgiving is here in upstate NY.

I have so many fond memories of snow and snow-related activities. Sledding, building the world's largest snowman (or so we thought), building castles and fortresses, snow angels... When you live in the snowbelt, you better find something to do with the 5 months of the year that you have the white stuff! There was so much joy attached to snow as a kid. Over the years, I've grown to not like it quite as much.

Tonight, though, is the magic kind of snow. The kind where anything could happen and it wouldn't be entirely a surprise. This snow.... it makes me warm instead of cold.


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