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Nicole's Impossibly Possible Ideas: Impossible, Possible Snow

It is Valentine’s Day when I’m writing this. When you read this column, a month hence, you will be thinking about St. Patrick’s Day or Spring Break or maybe ahead to Passover or Easter. This particular snow will have thawed although other snow may have come and thawed and come and thawed again.

I love snow more than life itself. Well, I also love the monsoon storms more than life itself. I love it in the way the my Diné friends keep stickers on their water bottles that read, “Water Is Life.� To live in a place that can be saturated is a gift. That seasons continue to spin despite earthquakes and school shootings and train derailments that explode toxic clouds into the atmosphere helps keep me sane. I don’t know how I would live without seasons. Without the disruption that snow brings. Without the measuring by inches of precipitation. Without cursing my shovel. Without complaining with the neighbors about the berm erected at the end of my driveway by the snowplow. These communal, collective experiences are part of what make Flagstaff, Flagstaff. We are seasonally afflicted: Snow. Wind. Fires. Floods. But we are also seasonally connected: shoveling together, hatch battening together. Evacuating together. Sandbagging together. I love how on Facebook and Twitter and even Nextdoor App, we plant measuring sticks in our yards and upload pictures of them and of kids on sleds. Does weather make a city? Possibly. Although, I suppose LA and Phoenix still count themselves as cities even if they are low on seasons and storms and things to do about the weather.

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