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Fresh snow…



Walking on fresh snow
All’s quiet and so peaceful
I’m coming your way

6 thoughts on “Fresh snow…

  1. You know what? In Delhi, winters broke the record of over 100 years. With such intenSe cold wave, all I was wishing for was snowfall. But doesn’t look like I’ll witness it😭


  2. I hear the crunch underfoot, feel the cold nip at my nose, smell the hot oats that would be waiting to warm me on my return. Oats drizzled with Maple and chopped pecans.
    See, look what your picture has done! Meanwhile we have birdsong and rain, fat globules plopping from the sky, slow, deliberately drenching.


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