Snow Suburban Ohio winters were the stuff of my childhood adventures. Snow created a quiet world; my backyard became a blank, moldable canvas of imagination. Now, with my first adult snowfalls in front of me, I smile at the smell of warm cotton breathed into against my face and the gentle flurries floating down to cover the sludge.
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