Um, it's snowing. Uh-gain. And still.
It's the same damn thing everyone is saying. There isn't a whole lot more to say. Except holy crap, is this a lot of snow!
We look out the window first thing in the morning.
It's very blowy outside.
The snow performed a swirly dance.
And left lace on this window.
And now, in lieu of cars, we have powdery white mastodons silently sleeping on the street.
It's lovely and peaceful.
And also really fucking annoying in a hard-to-walk-blow-straight-up-your-nose-if-you-poke-it-outside kind of way. Enough with the neiges d'antan already.