As a Long Islander, snow is not a rare forecast in the winter. Growing up, I’ve come to develop quite an affinity for it. There’s something magical about it; maybe it’s the way the flakes resemble glitter, or the way fresh snow coating the lawn looks so smooth and untouched—like a clean slate. Either way, I’ve always found snow beautiful— something not many others relate to.
I understand constantly feeling cold is unpleasant, and it’s definitely not fun to clear cars of snow before a morning commute to work, but watching the snow fall from the comfort of your home, curled up with hot chocolate and a good book is oddly satisfying.
So, next time you find yourself complaining about snow, just remember it won’t last forever. Try to look at it with a different perspective; look at the innocent beauty of snow as it clings to the bare tree branches.
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