Do you remember that first snowfall of the year? You woke up at first light, looked out the window, screamed "SNOW!!!", jumped up and down with unbearable excitement, ran downstairs and got on your winter gear, and went outside. It was just as thrilling as Christmas morning, even if there was only an inch on the ground.
And there was your mom, looking on and thinking "I remember feeling like that." What a treat to get a glimpse of it as an adult.
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Yesterday afternoon while I was writing opinions, it looked like someone was standing on the roof shaking a giant tin of powdered sugar on the courtyard.
But -alas!- I waited until after work to go outside and tromp around in the snow. :)
And my snowshoes, gloves and hat are all safe and dry in Manhattan. Oh well!
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