It wasn't to be found in Utah over the Christmas break.We have heard that it is scarce in the northwest of the U.S.
The season seems a might strange without it, but we are no strangers to it's crystal splendor.
It's texture is soft, yet chills your every touch.
It can come as quietly as a mouse through a wall or make an entrance as bold as Beethoven's 5th Symphony in Vienna.And when it first comes, what joy. What excitement. What thrill to become an angel, build a man of snow, slip and slide with ease and throw the uncontrollable snow ball!
It came.
"It came!"
1 comment:
How fun! You captured it well. So ironic that you ended up having it in OR, not UT!
PS I was worried when I first saw your tile that your baby came early! Glad she/he's still cookin' (It meaning the early birth, of course, not your baby)
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