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Looking out the kitchen window that Jack Frost has etched in his delicate designs. My eyes are drawn past his art work and are focusing on the contrast of the dark green bows of the 60 foot pine trees that line the back of our property. They are laden almost to the breaking point with the billowing mounds of pure virgin white, wet heavy snow. It’s indescribably beautiful, so long as you...
Added 03 Aug 2010 | Category Love Stories
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