drifting and blowing
winter world in black and white
cold knocks on the door

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So familiar this winter. (I just came in from shoveling…)
It’s been a rough winter in the U.S. for a lot of folks, that’s for sure. I moved from the Midwest (northeast Ohio) to the Eastern Shore of Maryland last spring, and we don’t get much snow here. I kind of miss it, but I don’t miss the terrible cold they’ve been experiencing this year.
We haven’t seen snow in Britain this Winter Robin, and I don’t really know how I feel, on the one hand , no problems, yet deep down the beauty and sheer wonder from first snow fall to the white carpet is magical… Caught betwixt and between I am. But loving the photo and your descriptive words.. xPenx
Thank you, Pen. 🙂 I think snow is always magical. But I’m strange that way.
It looks so pretty. It’s such a shame that it has to reach extremely cold temperatures before this white magic can happen.
Thank you, Joanne. 🙂 One of the interesting things about snow is that it hardly feels cold at all to me when I’m out enjoying it.