Snow came just in time to save me from a stale mood. It wasn't heavy but it was nowhere near light either and it clung to every surface, cemented by its own irresolution between freezing and not. Do I mean the mood, or the snow...? Overall it didn't create a dramatic shift -- only a subtle change in light, a little more contrast, a little more color than has been visible against the blue or gray.
I don't know what word the eskimos have for snow that clingsandmeltsandfreezesagain to make jewels that hang from leaves but I'd like to.
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