Winter can uncomfortable and dangerous but breathtakingly lovely. The kids moan about shoveling and hauling firewood one minute, and begging the Flying Spaghetti Monster for a snow day the next. The meteorologists insist on a total accumulation of one inch even as there are three on the ground and it's still falling thickly (which is the situation my stepfather and I found ourselves in driving home from Boston last night at 40 mph).
Earth stood hard as irony....
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