it was my favorite kind of snow - thick, falling slow and gently because there was no wind. it was so still that the snow made almost a hissing sound as it fell through the trees. I don't like cold, but I love fresh snow.

why do I always do this? so many things have happened in the past two years. I just feel so silly that I haven't kept up on the blog. ...
1 comment:
I love snow like that. Some of my most treasured memories of Minnesota involve snow falling like that.
Great photo, BTW.
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