It just keeps falling. It's 13 degrees out. Snow wasn't supposed to be here till Wednesday, but it has arrived early.
Again, it's so very peaceful and quiet as it wafts from the sky, but guaranteed it is going to cause a mess.
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- Scented
- Colors outside of the lines and as a result, may walk a little zig-zaggy. Mom tried to keep her satisfied with a box of eight Crayola crayons. Whined incessantly till the big box of 64 showed up, complete with a sharpener. Now envious that there have always been more than 64 colors, just not in those impressionable years.
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