One of my favorite little winter traditions is to take a walk around town after the first real snowfall of the year. Since we've been lacking snowfall other than a light dusting so far this year, I'm looking back fondly at these pictures I took during last December's snowy walk. This town has so much charm when it's covered in white-- everything from the brick streets to the swags of evergreens to the Victorian homes have a pristine snowy cap and the streets grow peacefully muted. And I may be the only crazy person out strolling through the cold streets, but I love how invigorating the cold air can be when it first hits your lungs.
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