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  1. My college life in 1973: Living in an eight by twenty-four camper in the Hillside Trailer Park outside State College, and driving a large, over-powered Dodge Coronet. No one gets nostalgic about steering rear-wheel-drive cars in the snow. #olddays #oldendays #twentiethcentury #blizzard #snow #snowstorm #snowstorms #statecollege #pennstate #dodge #plymouth #hillsidetrailerpark #trailerpark #trailerparks #affordablehousing #nomoreaffordablehousing #affordablehousinginstatecollege

  2. My college life in 1973: Living in an eight by twenty-four camper in the Hillside Trailer Park outside State College, and driving a large, over-powered Dodge Coronet. No one gets nostalgic about steering rear-wheel-drive cars in the snow. #olddays #oldendays #twentiethcentury #blizzard #snow #snowstorm #snowstorms #statecollege #pennstate #dodge #plymouth #hillsidetrailerpark #trailerpark #trailerparks #affordablehousing #nomoreaffordablehousing #affordablehousinginstatecollege

  3. My college life in 1973: Living in an eight by twenty-four camper in the Hillside Trailer Park outside State College, and driving a large, over-powered Dodge Coronet. No one gets nostalgic about steering rear-wheel-drive cars in the snow. #olddays #oldendays #twentiethcentury #blizzard #snow #snowstorm #snowstorms #statecollege #pennstate #dodge #plymouth #hillsidetrailerpark #trailerpark #trailerparks #affordablehousing #nomoreaffordablehousing #affordablehousinginstatecollege

  4. My college life in 1973: Living in an eight by twenty-four camper in the Hillside Trailer Park outside State College, and driving a large, over-powered Dodge Coronet. No one gets nostalgic about steering rear-wheel-drive cars in the snow. #olddays #oldendays #twentiethcentury #blizzard #snow #snowstorm #snowstorms #statecollege #pennstate #dodge #plymouth #hillsidetrailerpark #trailerpark #trailerparks #affordablehousing #nomoreaffordablehousing #affordablehousinginstatecollege

  5. DANGEROUS SPRING WEATHER SPREADS ACROSS NATION

    Northern US states like Iowa and Michigan can get up to 10 inches of snow. Severe storms also affect North Carolina, Kansas, and Missouri. Travel is dangerous.

    #USWeather, #SnowStorm, #SevereWeather, #TravelAlert, #MidwestSnow

    newsletter.tf/us-states-face-h

  6. Up to 10 inches of snow could fall in parts of the Midwest, while severe storms hit the East Coast and Plains. This is a significant weather event for late April.

    #USWeather, #SnowStorm, #SevereWeather, #TravelAlert, #MidwestSnow
    newsletter.tf/us-states-face-h

  7. Moscow hit by unusually heavy late April snowstorm

    Muscovites woke up to the city blanketed by snow as the city was hit by a heavy snowstorm, very unusual for the area at the end of April. #News #Reuters #Newsfeed #russia #moscow #snow #snowstorm 👉 Subscribe: Keep up with the latest news from around the world: Follow Reuters on Facebook: Follow Reuters on X: Follow Reuters on Instagram:

    fllics.com/en/video/moscow-hit

  8. Moscow hit by unusually heavy late April snowstorm

    Muscovites woke up to the city blanketed by snow as the city was hit by a heavy snowstorm, very unusual for the area at the end of April. #News #Reuters #Newsfeed #russia #moscow #snow #snowstorm 👉 Subscribe: Keep up with the latest news from around the world: Follow Reuters on Facebook: Follow Reuters on X: Follow Reuters on Instagram:

    fllics.com/en/video/moscow-hit

  9. Moscow hit by unusually heavy late April snowstorm

    Muscovites woke up to the city blanketed by snow as the city was hit by a heavy snowstorm, very unusual for the area at the end of April. #News #Reuters #Newsfeed #russia #moscow #snow #snowstorm 👉 Subscribe: Keep up with the latest news from around the world: Follow Reuters on Facebook: Follow Reuters on X: Follow Reuters on Instagram:

    fllics.com/en/video/moscow-hit

  10. Moscow hit by unusually heavy late April snowstorm

    Muscovites woke up to the city blanketed by snow as the city was hit by a heavy snowstorm, very unusual for the area at the end of April. #News #Reuters #Newsfeed #russia #moscow #snow #snowstorm 👉 Subscribe: Keep up with the latest news from around the world: Follow Reuters on Facebook: Follow Reuters on X: Follow Reuters on Instagram:

    fllics.com/en/video/moscow-hit

  11. Moscow hit by unusually heavy late April snowstorm

    Muscovites woke up to the city blanketed by snow as the city was hit by a heavy snowstorm, very unusual for the area at the end of April. #News #Reuters #Newsfeed #russia #moscow #snow #snowstorm 👉 Subscribe: Keep up with the latest news from around the world: Follow Reuters on Facebook: Follow Reuters on X: Follow Reuters on Instagram:

    fllics.com/en/video/moscow-hit

  12. Spring snowstorm.

    It only lasted for a few minutes, now back to sunshine.

    An hour ago we also had hail.

    Very April weather.

    #Weather #Snowstorm

  13. Spring snowstorm.

    It only lasted for a few minutes, now back to sunshine.

    An hour ago we also had hail.

    Very April weather.

    #Weather #Snowstorm

  14. Spring snowstorm.

    It only lasted for a few minutes, now back to sunshine.

    An hour ago we also had hail.

    Very April weather.

    #Weather #Snowstorm

  15. Spring snowstorm.

    It only lasted for a few minutes, now back to sunshine.

    An hour ago we also had hail.

    Very April weather.

    #Weather #Snowstorm

  16. Spring snowstorm.

    It only lasted for a few minutes, now back to sunshine.

    An hour ago we also had hail.

    Very April weather.

    #Weather #Snowstorm

  17. "A daytime snowfall in front of airships in sepia", by yours truly. They're not easy to make out in the storm, but once you've seen it, you can't un-see it: imagine flying your plane into a storm only to emerge through a portal into The World of Tomorrow....

    #art #digitalart #digitalpainting #painting #airships #cloudcity #snow #snowstorm #sky #skyscape #scifi #scifiart #sciencefiction #sciencefictionart

  18. "A daytime snowfall in front of airships in sepia", by yours truly. They're not easy to make out in the storm, but once you've seen it, you can't un-see it: imagine flying your plane into a storm only to emerge through a portal into The World of Tomorrow....

    #art #digitalart #digitalpainting #painting #airships #cloudcity #snow #snowstorm #sky #skyscape #scifi #scifiart #sciencefiction #sciencefictionart

  19. "A daytime snowfall in front of airships in sepia", by yours truly. They're not easy to make out in the storm, but once you've seen it, you can't un-see it: imagine flying your plane into a storm only to emerge through a portal into The World of Tomorrow....

    #art #digitalart #digitalpainting #painting #airships #cloudcity #snow #snowstorm #sky #skyscape #scifi #scifiart #sciencefiction #sciencefictionart

  20. "A daytime snowfall in front of airships in sepia", by yours truly. They're not easy to make out in the storm, but once you've seen it, you can't un-see it: imagine flying your plane into a storm only to emerge through a portal into The World of Tomorrow....

    #art #digitalart #digitalpainting #painting #airships #cloudcity #snow #snowstorm #sky #skyscape #scifi #scifiart #sciencefiction #sciencefictionart

  21. "A daytime snowfall in front of airships in sepia", by yours truly. They're not easy to make out in the storm, but once you've seen it, you can't un-see it: imagine flying your plane into a storm only to emerge through a portal into The World of Tomorrow....

    #art #digitalart #digitalpainting #painting #airships #cloudcity #snow #snowstorm #sky #skyscape #scifi #scifiart #sciencefiction #sciencefictionart

  22. To shovel, or not to shovel — that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the back to suffer
    The slips and tumbles of outrageous winter,
    Or to take arms against a driveway of snow
    And by shoveling, clear it. To wait — to melt,
    No more; and by a melt to say we end
    The aching lumbar and the thousand frozen shocks
    That driveways are heir to: 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To wait, to melt;
    To melt, perchance by Tuesday — ay, there's the rub:
    For in that wait, what neighbors might then come
    When we have shuffled past in our pajamas,
    Must give us pause. There's the embarrassment
    That makes a spectacle of so long a driveway.
    For who would bear the scrape and grunt of toil,
    The frozen shovel, the numb and mittened hands,
    The pangs of a pulled muscle, the cold's delay,
    The insolence of a second storm on Thursday,
    And the sneers of the neighbor who snowblows in minutes,
    When he himself might simply wait it out
    With a warm cup of coffee? Who would labor,
    To huff and puff beneath a leaden sky,
    But that the dread of something — say, the mailman,
    Or a mother-in-law who visits unannounced —
    Puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear the snow we have
    Than explain to others why we didn't shovel?
    Thus laziness doth make philosophers of us all,
    And thus the noble urge to go outside
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of forecast,
    And the Weather app, of great import and promise,
    With this regard doth send us back to bed
    And lose the name of action.

    #ndwx #fargond #NorthDakota #Snow #snowstorm #fargomoorhead #mnwx

  23. To shovel, or not to shovel — that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the back to suffer
    The slips and tumbles of outrageous winter,
    Or to take arms against a driveway of snow
    And by shoveling, clear it. To wait — to melt,
    No more; and by a melt to say we end
    The aching lumbar and the thousand frozen shocks
    That driveways are heir to: 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To wait, to melt;
    To melt, perchance by Tuesday — ay, there's the rub:
    For in that wait, what neighbors might then come
    When we have shuffled past in our pajamas,
    Must give us pause. There's the embarrassment
    That makes a spectacle of so long a driveway.
    For who would bear the scrape and grunt of toil,
    The frozen shovel, the numb and mittened hands,
    The pangs of a pulled muscle, the cold's delay,
    The insolence of a second storm on Thursday,
    And the sneers of the neighbor who snowblows in minutes,
    When he himself might simply wait it out
    With a warm cup of coffee? Who would labor,
    To huff and puff beneath a leaden sky,
    But that the dread of something — say, the mailman,
    Or a mother-in-law who visits unannounced —
    Puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear the snow we have
    Than explain to others why we didn't shovel?
    Thus laziness doth make philosophers of us all,
    And thus the noble urge to go outside
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of forecast,
    And the Weather app, of great import and promise,
    With this regard doth send us back to bed
    And lose the name of action.

    #ndwx #fargond #NorthDakota #Snow #snowstorm #fargomoorhead #mnwx

  24. To shovel, or not to shovel — that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the back to suffer
    The slips and tumbles of outrageous winter,
    Or to take arms against a driveway of snow
    And by shoveling, clear it. To wait — to melt,
    No more; and by a melt to say we end
    The aching lumbar and the thousand frozen shocks
    That driveways are heir to: 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To wait, to melt;
    To melt, perchance by Tuesday — ay, there's the rub:
    For in that wait, what neighbors might then come
    When we have shuffled past in our pajamas,
    Must give us pause. There's the embarrassment
    That makes a spectacle of so long a driveway.
    For who would bear the scrape and grunt of toil,
    The frozen shovel, the numb and mittened hands,
    The pangs of a pulled muscle, the cold's delay,
    The insolence of a second storm on Thursday,
    And the sneers of the neighbor who snowblows in minutes,
    When he himself might simply wait it out
    With a warm cup of coffee? Who would labor,
    To huff and puff beneath a leaden sky,
    But that the dread of something — say, the mailman,
    Or a mother-in-law who visits unannounced —
    Puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear the snow we have
    Than explain to others why we didn't shovel?
    Thus laziness doth make philosophers of us all,
    And thus the noble urge to go outside
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of forecast,
    And the Weather app, of great import and promise,
    With this regard doth send us back to bed
    And lose the name of action.

    #ndwx #fargond #NorthDakota #Snow #snowstorm #fargomoorhead #mnwx

  25. To shovel, or not to shovel — that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the back to suffer
    The slips and tumbles of outrageous winter,
    Or to take arms against a driveway of snow
    And by shoveling, clear it. To wait — to melt,
    No more; and by a melt to say we end
    The aching lumbar and the thousand frozen shocks
    That driveways are heir to: 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To wait, to melt;
    To melt, perchance by Tuesday — ay, there's the rub:
    For in that wait, what neighbors might then come
    When we have shuffled past in our pajamas,
    Must give us pause. There's the embarrassment
    That makes a spectacle of so long a driveway.
    For who would bear the scrape and grunt of toil,
    The frozen shovel, the numb and mittened hands,
    The pangs of a pulled muscle, the cold's delay,
    The insolence of a second storm on Thursday,
    And the sneers of the neighbor who snowblows in minutes,
    When he himself might simply wait it out
    With a warm cup of coffee? Who would labor,
    To huff and puff beneath a leaden sky,
    But that the dread of something — say, the mailman,
    Or a mother-in-law who visits unannounced —
    Puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear the snow we have
    Than explain to others why we didn't shovel?
    Thus laziness doth make philosophers of us all,
    And thus the noble urge to go outside
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of forecast,
    And the Weather app, of great import and promise,
    With this regard doth send us back to bed
    And lose the name of action.

    #ndwx #fargond #NorthDakota #Snow #snowstorm #fargomoorhead #mnwx

  26. To shovel, or not to shovel — that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the back to suffer
    The slips and tumbles of outrageous winter,
    Or to take arms against a driveway of snow
    And by shoveling, clear it. To wait — to melt,
    No more; and by a melt to say we end
    The aching lumbar and the thousand frozen shocks
    That driveways are heir to: 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To wait, to melt;
    To melt, perchance by Tuesday — ay, there's the rub:
    For in that wait, what neighbors might then come
    When we have shuffled past in our pajamas,
    Must give us pause. There's the embarrassment
    That makes a spectacle of so long a driveway.
    For who would bear the scrape and grunt of toil,
    The frozen shovel, the numb and mittened hands,
    The pangs of a pulled muscle, the cold's delay,
    The insolence of a second storm on Thursday,
    And the sneers of the neighbor who snowblows in minutes,
    When he himself might simply wait it out
    With a warm cup of coffee? Who would labor,
    To huff and puff beneath a leaden sky,
    But that the dread of something — say, the mailman,
    Or a mother-in-law who visits unannounced —
    Puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear the snow we have
    Than explain to others why we didn't shovel?
    Thus laziness doth make philosophers of us all,
    And thus the noble urge to go outside
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of forecast,
    And the Weather app, of great import and promise,
    With this regard doth send us back to bed
    And lose the name of action.

    #ndwx #fargond #NorthDakota #Snow #snowstorm #fargomoorhead #mnwx