“Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It’s late afternoon-the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window-seat using the last light to write to you.”-Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs
Urban Snowscape, Colour
“Winter is not a season, it’s an occupation.”-Sinclair Lewis
Urban Snowscape, B & W
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Ha ha! That Sinclair Lewis quote is SO TRUE.
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It’s definitely how I feel about winter!
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The snow is so pretty, yet I’m glad it wasn’t here! 🙂 I like the B&W.
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It snowed like mad for about an hour. That’s it; by the next morning it had mostly melted. I hate snow, as you know, but these flakes were so huge and lovely and falling so furiously that I almost fell under their spell. Almost.
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