Thank you

If you don't live where there is snow in winter, you can't imagine the magic. Sure, it's a hassle (I couldn't get into work today because the driving was impossible), but if you put on your gear and head out with your kids to play in it, it's a whole other thing. I mean let's be honest: if I told you that I filled my yard with perfectly white, soft fluff, and that it was waist deep in places, that I was happy for you to jump in it, throw it, build a snowman or whatever, you'd think I was crazy. I would be crazy--how would anyone clean up such a mess in their yard? And yet that's what's going on outside. It's a magic you couldn't recreate for all the money in the world, and I'm thankful for the gift.

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