Tonight into tomorrow: Snow, sleet, freezing rain, wintry mix.
It's a silent night interrupted every so often by the sound of the snowplows. I don't like the sound of the plows, but I like that they're going to keep me safe when I leave tomorrow. Strange how snow falling on the drive home bring me so much stress, but so much pleasure seeing it now from my bedroom window. Ice so beautiful on the trees and grass, so treacherous on the roads. Rain tomorrow to melt it all away, but with the potential to flood everything.
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