january 2. feet crunching in this white stuff that is so unfamiliar to us... a rare day in amongst 3 weeks of grey snowy skies... a welcome break. an opportunity to bask in this beauty. henning standing on the edge. arm up, shielding eyes, squinting into the sun-basked, white-glistening expanse of trout lake... all this in the city.
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