The Beauty of Trampled Snow

The Beauty of Trampled Snow

When is trampled snow more beautiful than a pristine quilt of the fresh-fallen stuff? When it reminds you of your blessings. I’m a snow lover. The kind who dreams of living in a Currier and Ives world and rejoices in big fat flakes falling from the sky. Wouldn’t you have thought I’d resent that mess of prints and sled skids and snowball scars? I surprised myself by loving every imperfection.

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