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First Snow

A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water. ~Carl Reiner

We had our first snow of the year yesterday. It wasn’t a deep snow or a lasting snow but it was of heavy snowflakes, big flakes of snow, wet white crystals floating down from the gray sky that melted on my exposed skin leaving but a speck of water where once was crystalline beauty. It was cold enough for them to accumulate, huddle together on the streets and sidewalks but not cold enough for them to hang around for more than a few hours. Just enough snow to paint the world a beautiful white, just enough to hide the flaws of the urban jungle beneath a brand new, silky white blanket, just enough to make me pause and take notice how pretty the woods can be when the dark branches are dusted with the white powder and the green evergreen branches bend, sway beneath the accumulated weight of the tiny seemingly weightless flakes, just enough to make the sidewalks slick and add a bit of uncertainty in traction, just enough to cause drivers to drive overcautiously because they forget how to navigate a Chicago winter, just enough to let me know my tires will need to be replaced soon, just enough to remind me of the terrible blizzard last winter that shut down the entire city, just enough for me to curse being born in a Northern climate.


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