When do I have to concede that it’s officially winter? I don’t want to. *sulks*
Clouds over a graveyard in Philomath (re-run photo from the blog’s prior life)
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I’m convinced that if we deny it long enough, it really won’t be true.
Let’s hope for good snow or ice or something to make it interesting. Grey and blah just aren’t my favorite things.
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