
It snowed. Everything looks so clean and pristine.
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The view out of our bedroom window shows snow on every branch....
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Taking a walk brings more snow laden branches to photograph.
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The majestic oak tree in front of our home brings to mind that poem...
"I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree..."
Isn't that the start of a poem? Seems I learned that in 9th grade...
anyone remember the name of the author?
In any case, I so agree!
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Hmm... I guess not everyone gets to just go outside and take pictures....
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