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Woke up early to look at the snow drifting lightly, lazily down. Some flakes make little spirals as they make their way to the ground. Its warm enough that they just melt when they finally light on their appointed patch of dirt/rock/ pine needles. A little is sticking to the copper roof out over the atrium forming little fringes along the ridges.

It would be a good day to stay home and write a bit, stoke the fire soak in the tub and perhaps engage the missus. Alas the commercial world calls and I will have to venture north for the day. Maybe I'll drive the mountain route. It takes longer, but I can watch the snow fall some more.