Welcome, you lovely white precipitation...
Its cold and wet and charming and gorgeous.
Outside my three windows there's a wintry, blustery film, and the only dialogue is the wind blowing down the street and through the trees, swaying the cedars seven feet outside my room, and occasional traffic shuffling by through the thin new layer of snow.
Mmm, felicidad.
Outside my three windows there's a wintry, blustery film, and the only dialogue is the wind blowing down the street and through the trees, swaying the cedars seven feet outside my room, and occasional traffic shuffling by through the thin new layer of snow.
Mmm, felicidad.