"If you are a dreamer come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar. A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender come sit by my fire. For we have some flax golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in!"
-Shel Silverstein
Playing in the snow up at dad and Debbie's was a lot of fun. We'd take a flying leap backwards into the soft powder and try to make snow angels. Chad had just fallen backwards and the powder came up over the top of him.
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