the crunch under your feet and the branches being weighed down so much they almost touch the ground and the overwhelming quiet and the million and one shades of white and the lonely streetlight and the plows reflecting orange lights and the sparkling crystals of ice and the feeling of never wanting the sun to come up.
visions of a snow storm at night on this 111 degree day.
visions of a snow storm at night on this 111 degree day.