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Just Like the Ones I Used to Know

We’re in Santa Fe for Christmas with my mom and brother, and yesterday morning we awoke to some pretty impressive white stuff.

It came down hard until around 10, then we went and shoveled the driveway and sidewalk to earn our keep. The clouds scuttled away, allowing the snow to glow and sparkle against the trademark vibrant deep-blue winter sky.

The most memorable sight, though, was during the thick of the snowstorm. Against a gray backdrop of driving snow emerged a lone figure, leaning into the wind as he trudged up the street. He could have been straight out of Scott’s lost expedition, wrapped in a thick hooded jacket and large backpack, snow crusted up to his booted knees, picking his way carefully with a ski pole in one hand . . . and a cell phone in the other.

lol i may be some time kthxbye

Feliz Navidad über alles.


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  1. Mike.Speegle says:

    I know, it was strange to see it here in LV as well. Too cool.

    Feliz Navidad!


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