Snow, a soft white blanket covering over the stains of everyday life. All is clean, white, virginal, new. Yesterdays litter hidden. Winter branches bent under the weight of the decorators white sheet. everything sparkling in the half moons light. Untouched, unspoiled, awaiting tomorrows footsteps.
"When snow falls, nature listens". - Antoinette van Kleeff
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