The snow fell all morning, and when I walked to the mailbox, there was no wind. It was a beautiful afternoon. The snow had fallen straight down, about 3 inches of big flakes, was pristine, white, and had no marks on it yet. No animal tracks, deer, rabbit, possum or cat; no human footsteps; no tire tracks. I picked some snow up, and it was almost sticky enough to make a snowball, which I did. When I walked back, the snow was disturbed by my previous steps, but still beautiful.
Of course, those in northern SD or in MN were probably not calling this beautiful, as they got a lot more, and had more to begin with.
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