It's snowing. I love watching it come down; it hypnotizes me unless I'm driving in it. This doesn't look like the kind of snow that will cause a problem though if I'm driving. Not sticking, just falling, so that's good. I could live another fifty years and never see snow again and be fine with it. But if I thought I'd never see the beach again, I'd have a difficult time adjusting to that.
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