I am not normally a fan of winter weather. It’s the bitter cold that first gets to me, followed by the mess of grey snow, accumulated everywhere that makes me feel claustrophobic. But on occassion, I look out the window that faces the woods behind the house and I see perfection in nature, white and pure and I think, “That’s beautiful.” I will hold on to the stillness and peace of this image until spring… :-)
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