I’d been watching the moon from the warmth of the house as the clouds rushed over its surface. The snow had become luminous in the lunar light and I could resist no longer. Stiffened by layers of thick clothing, I ran outside to bathe in the crisp cold light and squeak and crunch around in snow glistening and reflective. Eventually with nose and ears tingling, the warm glow from the house beckoned me back inside.

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