ooh, pretty snow!

Last night when I went to bed (at 2a.m.--because i'd stayed up late reading LJ--heh, new addiction). I looked out of my window to see if there was any snow. And there was! It looked so beautiful in the orange glow of the streetlights in my apartment parking lot. Just a thin layer of perfect white stillness. Well, this morning when I got up, I looked out my window again, and there was even more snow! Last night little blades of grass were still sticking up through the whiteness, but now they are completely covered, and it's still falling hard! After breakfast, I may have to go on a walkabout and ooh and aah and take pictures. It always amazes me how snow can transfigure an ordinary landscape, one that you see everyday, into something mysteriously, transcendently beautiful. I want to write a poem about this, but I'm afraid it will turn hopelessly cliche

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