March snow storms are usually the worst ones in this neck of the woods. Something about rising temps, wetness, the tilt of the earth, or maybe just Winter’s last violent gasp? I dunno what exactly, but they are heavy, treacherous to drive or walk through, but often the most beautiful of the season. Isn’t it the way of it, that the more dangerous a thing, the more beautiful it is?
March 5, 2015
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