I grew up in the Southwest. I only saw real snow a few times. It wasn’t until I went to Idaho one March that I saw what happens to all that real snow that ends up lingering on roads and in parking lots. And I know, common sense, but again snow wasn’t my thing. I do not think I will ever get use to or be okay with seeing theses huge mountainous heaps of filthy snow. It looks like coal to me.
❄️❄️Sigh❄️❄️
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