Snow is this magical thing that happens elsewhere. It comes down from the sky (or so I hear) and makes the world beautiful.

I realize that this beauty is entirely temporary because it melts and freezes and grows dirty and although each snowflake is beautiful and unique, you still have to shovel it off your driveway in the morning.

But the thing is, just look at it. Look at it. It’s cold and wet and bars your path and all of that. But it’s so beautiful.

I miss snow. I’ve never actually seen proper snow, but I miss snow. Because it is actually possible to miss something that was never really there. It’s quite easy, really. I miss snow.


Richmond in the snow

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