First Good Snowfall
"A spruce canopy opens to the well-lit parking lot behind my house"
Yesterday morning I spotted snow on a fence post in the backyard but by noon the touch of snow was gone. Yesterday evening, when I stepped into the darkness outside my workshop I felt wet snow hit my face, I heard it squeak underfoot and saw our city's first good snowfall through the laden boughs of my blue spruce.
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