-25 degrees this morning. It is the weather of prickly toes and fingers, redder than red cheeks and vapourised breath. The snow glistens like diamonds and it is softer than powder. And the sun, the sun lights up the treetops and will quickly hide again, it is not yet her time to begin our spring.
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What a lovely description and picture, E! They are both making me long for true winter weather. For some reason, the weather where I live has felt like spring the past week....
(P.S. - I just noticed your 'about me' and I love it. xx)
-25!!! *passes out from shock*
Seriously, though, your words and photograph are beautiful, as Melee said.
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