I have a love-hate relationship with snow. I love to look at it, I love to watch the kids play in it, but I hate driving in it, I hate how cold it is, I hate when it turns the sidewalks into treacherous sheets of ice, I hate the inevitable brown slush, and most of all -- did I mention? -- I hate driving in it.
But this week we had what I'd call a perfect snow: just enough to cover everything with a light dusting, to let the kids fling snowballs at each other, but not enough for all the other unpleasant things that go along with snow.
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| Everything looks better with a light dusting of snow! |
Perfect.
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