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The snow is back again with a vengeance and its fascinating duality. The pallid scene stretches as far as eye can see. Frozen water and the frozen wavelets. Like time standing still in white wonder.

But of course the good things are just roud the corner.

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Anonymous said…
I LOVE snow. A moment of living in a "winter wonderland" makes me forget about the ugliness of the world.
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Pradeep VM said…
Rain!! Good to have you back.

Winter Wonderland. It has survived more than seventy yeras since good old Felix wrote it. And will surely live much longer than us. Yeah. All the same I am not sure I can agrre with the statement "We're happy tonight". But then, we don't know, do we.
9:45 PM
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