Saturday, February 27, 2010

I asked for it.

When I think about snow I imagine a winter wonderland. I imagine waking up, checking the window and going back to bed. Well it doesn't snow like that it Boston. It gets unbearably cold and grey. Then the rain falls and makes everything wet and gross. Then the snow falls and turns into mush. Boots are essential.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

pictures? it snows like that on my little suburban campus but when you make it down to the city it's dismal. Well, we asked for the city...