I took the train from the city to spend New Year's Eve/Day with my uncle's family in Connecticut. It was snowing in New York when I left, and about six inches had accumulated by the time I got to CT. It was The Perfect Snow, the kind that is light and powdery but still packable. It makes that delicious, satisfying crunch under your feet, and it's great for snowballs, snow forts, and ... SnowDucks.
Happy New Year, BoC! And...
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