Arctic
I have always loved snow. No matter how much I detest being cold, or driving in slush, I still revel in frozen white water falling from the sky, piling up and changing the landscape.
Posted by Zhoen on Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
I have always loved snow. No matter how much I detest being cold, or driving in slush, I still revel in frozen white water falling from the sky, piling up and changing the landscape.
If you don't have a comment, please leave a "stone." (o) So I know you were here.
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6 comments:
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brrrr
Mittens.
I love these photos of you. And I still think you look like the girl on the motorcycle. A lively spirited girl.
I warmed this (o) in the microwave.
Canadian, eh? It deforms you (and me) for life.
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