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[tanaise]

So last night I complained that it was so damn cold but no snow--remember? Climbing the ladder into bed (loftbed), I glanced out the window and got lost for a moment. Light from the building across the street always reflects white off the top of the wall and cars, but this time the alley was gone. It took me a moment to realize what was up--I couldn't see the street, but the concrete parking patch right behind the building was still there, but the oil stain on it was gone--I blame it on exhaustion and having taken out my contacts, but it literally took me a couple of seconds to figure it out. It *had* snowed. Not a lot, just a quarter inch or so, but enough to cover the bricks in the alley and the concrete patch (which, as a light colored item hadn't changed that much, just lost the dark stain), and the cars. So pretty.

I loved living in MI because it would snow a little bit almost every day or so, so the snow was always gorgeous and fresh looking. Yes, it was cold, but cold is allowable when there's snow. It's just freakish cold and no snow that I complain about.