Family fun on the slopes of Tashmoo. Mark Alan Lovewell

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

There's novelty in snow that falls overnight, squeaks underfoot in morning and yields to broom rather than shovel. In the glittering sunlight of early morning, the snow blossoms sparkled down from trees in puffs of breeze until it almost seemed to be snowing from a sky of brilliant blue.


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