Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

Still life with lamp post

This is just one of the smaller hills lingering around the massive wall of the Wasatch Front, all covered in snow until probably next October. When last weekend’s snowstorm hit I had one of the strongest longings I’ve ever felt to pick up and move back to Southern California. I physically ached for it. But that just isn’t an option, so I have to find the beauty in this. And here it is.

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