On Sunday, my boss and I were on break together and we talked about how we're both ready for Spring to roll around. As much as I love snow, I told her, I want it to be mild and fresh and green again. I want to see the buds on that one tree at the corner of my house, I want to hear the songbirds again when I wake up.
But snow has a habit of making me go "Aw, I can't be mad at you!" It's just so beautiful. It's not a blizzard right now, but it's more than a flurry. It's gentle and everything is white, even the sky. I don't have to drive in it today, so I guess I can allow it.
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