Sometimes I really wish I lived somewhere that snowed all the time. I really like snow. It's so beautiful, clean, and peaceful. I suppose that I wouldn't like it as much if it happened to snow every winter though. Or maybe I would just get used to it and wouldn't appreciate the beauty of snow if I lived in a city where it snowed all the time. Or maybe I would continue to love it even if I got to experience it every year. When I went to Chicago, there were big piles of black snow and ice on the sidewalks and roads. That is definitely the part about the snow process that is not so pretty--the snowing, melting, refreezing, and then snowing again. But for today, it's beautiful and I love it. I love the way it lays across everything and makes everythink look angelic. I love the way it's soft when you touch it. And I love making big footprints in the snow! :)
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Yay for more writing! I like looking at the photography but I also like hearing your thoughts. By the way, let me say on the record for all the blog world to see that you wouldn't appreciate the snow if you lived in a city where it snowed all the time--and made your commute two hours. But it is pretty and peaceful when you can just enjoy it.
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