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A COUNTRY LIFE FOR ME
I know there are forty Inuit names for snow.
And, we all have our own.
But, that snow last Tuesday morning
(Eleven p.m. it was still raining; woke at four eighteen to freezing rain on the east window; freezing powder on top of crust on top of slush at seven thirty)
was "Snow That Makes You Say Things You Wish You Hadn't Said".
17-01-95