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This is the Daily note from jamesabrown.net A cold morning with a rigid sky as the flakes in their millions soften everything they touch.
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The first snow doesn't just fall, it hushes, taking the hard edges off the world, smoothing them out one quiet inch at a time.
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For a few hours, our towns forget themselves and the noise fades and the streets slow.
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Even the impatient pause at red lights a little longer as the piles build on the streets.
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We'll complain soon enough about shoveling, about the salt, about the slush, but not yet.
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It's new again.
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For now.
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What about you?
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How does the first snow feel?
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Tell me your two cents.
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Email me@jamesthedailynote.net on that note.
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I'm James A.
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Brown, and as always, be well.