It doesn't snow everyday in Boston but we were lucky to experience it on our second day. The feeling of fresh snow gently falling from the sky is just so magical, so surreal and so beautiful... And when you open your palms to "catch" the flakes, you can't help but notice those tiny flakes are all symmetrical and so delicately crafted. It's lovely to walk on fresh snow too...so soft and powdery, leaving the footprints behind you. It's nice when it snows cos it will not be as cold too.
Our car was covered with snow and I made an imprint on the window...
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