There is a snow storm outside as I write this. We had to move our cars to the city garage so the streets can be plowed. When we move, that won't be necessary, we'll have a driveway. Z and I parked the cars and walked back in the snow. I checked out where the crocuses are and they were already buried. My happy for today is the snow. Or should I say how every thing looked and felt because of the snow. It was a quiet, still evening walking back home in the city this evening.
Hiding under the white stuff are the crocuses.
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Wash your hands
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