Re: OT:Winter


Betty and Griff, I remember some wonderful mornings after ice and fog left the
whole world sparking diamonds--the morning sun in the quiet but deep sub-zero
cold kept the wool caps on and the flaps down, the coveralls zipped up as far
as they'd go--with every breath a drift of visible vapor.  Oh glory!  The
glitter--and the sense of joy in the world with the rising sun...."the trees
of the forest clapped their hands...." and "Ice and snow, Bless ye the Lord!"

Neil Mogensen

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