I went for a walk last weekend on the first day it snowed, because the weather was perfect. And by perfect I mean cold, wet, snowy, grey, and otherwise perfect. I love the beginning of winter, when it's still new and different and the first snowfall turns the familiar ground into an alien landscape.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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I went for a walk last weekend on the first day it snowed, because the weather was perfect. And by perfect I mean cold, wet, snowy, grey, and otherwise perfect. I love the beginning of winter, when it's still new and different and the first snowfall turns the familiar ground into an alien landscape.
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