I've lived in Maryland for a number of years now, and one of my favorite things about our area is that we hardly get any snow.
Seems silly, right? But after going to college in the mountains of Western Pennsylvania and growing up in Pennsylvania's heart, not having 8+ inches of snow dumped on us at any moment between the months of October and March has been a blessing.
Recently, we got snow in Maryland. It was almost shocking how much I'd forgotten about what happens when it snows that much. Our local playground, which is always full of kids around 3 p.m. had two brave souls making a snowman. It was as eerie as endearing.
So, for today's prompt, let's write about someplace that's empty when it's usually not.
Post your response (500 words or fewer) in the comments below.