December 1, 2010

Cold

Cold

The snow hasn't stopped since early this morning.  It's that heavy, wet kind of snow.  The kind that is hard to shovel.  The kind that makes me pray that I have a tube of icey/hot in the medicine cabinet.

The kind of snow that makes you grateful for not having anywhere to go and a fridge full of food.

The kind of snow that makes everything look brand new.  Untarnished.