My first snow angel of the season...at the art museum, where it seems that snow is always falling. I was so happy I stopped on my way home from yoga and decided to see what it might be like on the mall of the museum. It was me and several tourists in the perfect, wet, gloriously falling snow. Today most of it has melted. Secretly, I'm looking forward to pretending to be a fast running hungry shark on the playground at school instead of a slow moving, ice-wary grownup.
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