As an adult we no longer feel it so poignantly, but there is a beauty to that first day of crisp winter air and snow that you never again experience the entire season. It's the first time in months that you've felt every part of your lungs as they come alive in those first cold breaths. There are still leaves on the trees and early morning daylight to catch the snow and frost. Your body quickly begins to reclimatize itself and winter never feels quite the same again for the year. I love it. Midwinter I grow weary of the cold, the bad roads, and the long hours indoors, but that first day of the season I relish every breath and sight.
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