We waited quietly all day...for whatever was coming next. There was more snow falling in Denver, but in the mountains...nothing. A bit of wind blew, big falls of snow plopped on people, dogs, roadways both in town and out. In the end, the sun burned a bright spot in the gray clouds, a sliver of blue shone through over the Front Range, and now...the moon is fuzzed but there hanging over Moon Trailway. It is truly a wonderland here.
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