December 7, 2006
Today I remembered exactly why I like winter. The first snow, first real snow, of the season is always so magical and it never fails to fill me with this sort of indefinable happiness no matter how cold it is or how bad I'm feeling. There’s nothing in the world as beautiful. It inspired me. So here's a little vignette to commemorate this day.
Today I remembered exactly why I like winter. The first snow, first real snow, of the season is always so magical and it never fails to fill me with this sort of indefinable happiness no matter how cold it is or how bad I'm feeling. There’s nothing in the world as beautiful. It inspired me. So here's a little vignette to commemorate this day.
( First Snow )
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