Sunday, February 7, 2021
Snow has a way of inviting us to see anew as it opens new vistas, especially in the deep woods, which it seems to open up even as it decks them in white. As we step outside this morning the deep silence of snowfall awaits — soon will be the scrape of the shovel against sidewalk, the rhythmic brush on car windshields and window, and the rumble of the plow clearing Island streets.
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