These days, snowfall will bring out a powerful feeling of nostalgia because when I used to live in Alaska, snow used to be a common part of what it meant to -feel- the changing of the seasons. I always felt so much happier in my hometown during the winter because there's something undeniably beautiful about the slate-white landscapes under a purple-pink twilight

Sometimes it's even enough to make me miss living in Anchorage

And even Bethel, sometimes

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Go on, tell me this doesn't leave you floored

You're absolutely right, that's a beautiful sight.