I love Colorado in the Fall; it's so unpredictable. One day we've got highs in the 60's and the next, highs in the 30's with snow. I love waking up to snow: when the world is silent, watching flakes fall from the sky. Some of the biggest storms seem like the calmest times for the clouds. They interrupt our lives and force us to slow down. They ask us to stay home for the day, relax, drink some hot cocoa, wrap yourself up in a big, cozy blanket and read. They are so "inconvenient," but also such a convenient excuse to cancel all plans. There will be snow again today; it probably won't stick yet, but we'll watch it in wonder nonetheless.

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