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Two months ago, I was whooping and hollering with excitement. “Snow! I love snow! Bring on the snow!!”
I’m not an outdoors person, but on the first two days of subzero temps, I spent more time outside than I have the last twelve summers combined. I was making snow angels and digging through drifts just for fun. I took a broom and eagerly brushed the light, fluffy snow from our vehicles, laughing gaily when a mound blew from atop hubby’s truck and landed squarely on my head. The air was still, the landscape pristine, and my heart was at peace.
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