Snow is sometimes inconvenient, but it is nearly always beautiful.
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That's so true.
I remember one time when I was in my early twenties, which was a very long time ago, I worked a night job. It had snowed, but they hadn't closed, so I rode with my mother in law, who worked there also. After we got there, they told us they were closing and to go home before the snow got deeper. I lived at the top of a hill, so I told her to let me out at the bottom and I would walk the rest of the way. It was dark except for the street lamps. Everything was white and beautiful and it was SO quiet. Partway up I stopped and just stood there for a few minutes, soaking up the beauty of it all and listening to the quiet and I thought "I'm never going to forget this".... and I haven't.
The quiet is so very amazing.