. . . on this.
If I was Batman, this would be my bat-cave.
2.12.2010
Powder . . .
For some reason, I was surprised that a good snow storm still filled me with glee--the prospect of a snow day, snowball fights, and the exhaustion that comes from playing outside all day reminded me of what I guess I'd forgotten.
Shame on me.
Though I was hoping for a winter miracle to provide a double snow-day, the lovely and sparkling morning made me not care that it didn't.
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