I left home once again this morning to a light snow. It was dry and soft and made me think of fairy dust. I brushed it off the windshield and windows with just a sweep of my glove.
Nick had hoped for enough for a snow day from school which seemed just a bit greedy after a two week holiday break but snow days are precious jewels of childhood. Complaints of icy bus stops are forgotten when the choice is one's own on whether to go outside or stay indoors.
However, today's snow was just enough for a soft blanket of white covering the gray landscape of winter. I smiled all the way to work.
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