Snow!
Things have come to a standstill down here in northern RI. It's been accumulating all day, coming down sideways at times, and it's bloody cold. Awesome and mysterious. I'm gonna get out my old copy of Whittier's "Snowbound", which we had to memorize in grade school:
The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray
And darkly circled gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon . . .
Happy New Year!
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