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Snow's beauty and cold reality |
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Written by Bob Sprague
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Monday, 14 January 2008 |
PHOTO ESSAY
On Jan. 14, 2007, the snow blew down so steadily that I had to lace on boots and walk to work. But what at first seemed a chore turned into treasured moments, letting me experience the beauty and cold truths the snow can bring.
I walked down rutted Lower Washington Street near the bike path, and above me branches were bare no longer but wore a thick white coat.
Waiting for the bus on Mass. Ave. across from the long-empty Brattle Pharmacy, I took a closer look at a bush laden with winter care.
At the edge of St. Paul'semetery, near where I work, I caught a glimpse of eternity between the flakes.
After work, I headed down Marathon Street, and a slap of reality hit me: Some had shoveled, and, yes, some had not.
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