I know, but it *is* so beautiful. Time just stops even if we don't want to.
I hate to be such a grinch, but daily life becomes so difficult (couldn't get in to the office yesterday, and I was already behind with so much work) and I worry all the time about how I would cope (I wouldn't) if I fell on the untreated icy pavement and broke a limb. It is sad indeed to have become so old and harassed that I can't appreciate the beauty of snow.
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