Each dump of rain comes closer to being snow. At first, only the craggy peaks of the Selkirks to the west and the lumbering mountains of the Cabinets to the east sported a new cloak of snow. Now the short mountains behind our house are lined by the descending snows. It won't be long before the snowline bottoms out on the valley floor. Then it will build up, coloring our world white.
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