I must confess that I despise snow. Snow makes me long for summer like nothing else. I cannot stand the hideous look of dirty, black, grimy snow piled in banks in parking lots. I hate clearing the stuff off my car.
"In Praise of Silence,"
The Peregrine Review: Vol. 33, Article 47.
Available at: https://mosaic.messiah.edu/peregrinereview/vol33/iss1/47