The whole town looks like this today.
It wasn't a big snow - maybe two inches max - but it was a heavy, wet snow, the kind of snow that turns snowboys into men and makes for wicked snowballs and sturdy forts. And hangs around in the trees waiting to drop down your neck. It's warm, for now — predicted to get colder tomorrow but for today, 32º — and the streets are clear and the shoveling's getting done. We're all pretty much on automatic pilot by now — get up, pull on the boots, go shovel, it's another day.
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