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Snow worship is something I know a lot about; I would call myself an expert. I can watch it snow for hours, appreciating the beauty and grace with which it falls, flake upon flake piling up in inches and sometimes feet.

I love to walk in the falling snow or snowshoe if there’s enough on the ground. I love the way it can whip around outside my window. I love the way snow looks reflecting

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the colored Christmas lights outside. I just took the last lights down a couple of days ago.

I don’t like to drive in snow. It is meant to be enjoyed with a mug of cocoa, marshmallows and a good book. Or on a tongue sticking out. Or on a horse. Or piled up in a snowman. Or piled around the holes my boots just left.

I hope there is still one more nice snow storm left before summer.