I went out for breakfast at noon, as I often do on a Sunday. It started snowing.
It's 3:15 and it's still snowing out there. Virgin snow is the easiest to walk in--it crunches and gives you a bit of a grip, and I even managed up the steep hill from old town to home without any real fear. Everything is dusted in white, and it's so pretty. I got
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