The mountains are absolutely beautiful, especially when they're covered in snow. I found myself constantly admiring them, taking it all in. I even missed snow, is that possible? Had I gone crazy? I was always complained about it, being away -- even if only for a few months -- I was so happy to see so much of it. It snowed and snowed and snowed some more. I even caught myself wanting it to snow more. One day when it was snowing, the snowflakes were huge. The biggest I've seen in a long time. They were slowly falling down from the sky. It was absolutely beautiful. I felt like I was in a snowglobe.
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