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Winter through my windows


Enormous fluffy flakes of snow fell out of the sky again today.

What I like best about falling snow is how cozy and warm it makes me feel inside. I don’t ski. I don’t snowmobile. I don’t stand on frozen lakes angling for fish. I don’t make round little carrot-nosed men with scarves fluttering in the breeze. I don’t play in the snow and I am disinclined to work in it, too — driving, shoveling, gingerly tip-toeing through it makes me sigh and roll my eyes — again?

But gazing at falling snow through the rank of panes in my living room makes me want to brew a cup of coffee and lose myself in a good book.

So it’s good for something, I guess.