more of the heavy, white stuff came fluttering down with a thud during the night! wish i were stitching by the fire at home instead of at the cottage, but what are ya supposed to do? at least i get to stop from time to time and watch it fall outside the window before continuing on with stitch and cloth...
it is very quiet here tonight. i can almost hear the snowflakes sighing as they reach the ground.
namaste'
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