Saturday, November 13, 2010

I heart the first snow

I forget how pretty that soft snow looks as it flutters down. It is just so pretty.

Reuben saw it out the window and said, "Oh! It's my dream!"

Since you don't have to shovel (usually) on the first snow. And you don't have to trudge through it and get your ankles all wet. You can just enjoy the beauty of it.

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