The Magic of Snow

When it's not a guarantee

Photo by Ferdinand Stöhr on Unsplash

Growing up in the South, snow wasn’t guaranteed every year. I can remember many nights spent praying that I would wake up to a snow day the next morning. I wished and hoped for a snow day home from school (the South is beautiful in this way). As a child, I spent countless hours performing “snow dances” with my best friend in hopes that we could coax it in our direction.

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