The namesake of the town lost its twin and is now just a single trickle, but Shoshone Falls is quite lovely, if you ignore the dam.
Not much else happening around here. I'm trying to pretend that dusting of white stuff on the ground isn't really snow. And I'm trying to forget that I was in short sleeves last weekend. I've already seen crocus blooming and I have daffodils budding out, but the incessant wind and gray skies are wearing on me. Maybe I'll go for a walk...
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