When the cold winter comes and snow blankets the earth, others stay inside with disdain for the snow, hoping for warmer days.

But if I make time and the snow is deep and fresh, I rejoice. I strap on funny large shoes and I go out and see the world so different than it normally is. Full of white, crisp and clear, and quiet. I do not know how, but the snow makes everything quiet.

I can climb mountains that and impassable in the summer, covered in brush, traveling places that for a moment no one else goes.

The snow is beautiful.

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