while loving every moment until it comes.
I knew snow would be required to get this bray
singing the seasons. And I was keenly thankful
for every 60 degree autumn day until it came.
Until we woke up one morning, classic, to see
snow flurries falling in front of our window.
Chicago is covered in {thankfully still} pretty,
white dust. I think it's safe to say I am now truly
in a wintry spirit.
& It's been too long since I've posted anything as handsome as this first picture.
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