
Oh sure, it’s pretty and all that. You know the scene – pristine white flakes encrusted onto the spindly branches of bare trees glistening in the sun. At least I’m sure they would glisten if there was sun. But no, it’s still clouded over. A sheet of thick white stuff obliterating the blue and another stupid white layer covering the green.
Sigh…it’s going to be another long winter, I can feel it in my bones.