The days are short
The sun a spark
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
~John Updike
The sun a spark
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
~John Updike
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"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?
And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt;
and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."
Lewis Carroll
And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt;
and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."
Lewis Carroll
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We took a drive through the snow covered country side.
Boy, it is so cold out there!
The wind is blowing and drifts are everywhere.
Here in Indiana we are not used to such cold winters.
Reminds me of the years I lived in Northeast Michigan.
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Blog I love Trollspecht.
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Take care and enjoy your weekend!
