So, another morning waking up to snow falling. The silence is very inspiring and very conducive to writing poetry although the sound of shovels outside scraping the snow off the path is a reminder that inconvenience is usually the thing we first notice when the snow comes down.
If you're struggling to get to work or school or your aged relatives, just take the odd moment to wonder at how different everything looks when it's blanketed in white.
Then, back to shovelling!!!
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