One would think after decades of seeing snow fall you would think I'd be rather blase` about it.
Nope~Never~Not at all.
Every time, I am fascinated and humbled by it's beauty as it falls.
There is a hushed silence in nature as it happens.
It's so hard to imagine that each flake is different and unique.
How can you not be amazed by it?
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