I'm grinning like a little kid waking up to a layer of fluff a foot deep, praying to the snow angels that the name of my school would scroll across the screen. I love the first snow. I don't care if it snows some where in the area, until I see the first flake with my own eyes, winter has not begun. It's official. Winter begins today. Time to put the snow tires on and rotate the lawn mower and snow blower in the shed hierarchy. Now where did I put those shovels?
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