Snow.
The first snow was exciting. Novel. Beautiful.
It is still beautiful, but it is still there. Everywhere.
It hasn't melted - weeks. weeks. It keeps building on itself.
It will be really weird to see the street without backs of snow. To see the sidewalks again.
It will be nice to see my porch, to not worry about slipping!
More snow is coming, it will blanket the world again. It will be beautiful.
Snow.
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