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and the beauty of the snow is how it falls

I had a windowseat and the view took my breath away. Everything, everywhere, as far as the eye could see was a blanket of white dotted with trees and cut through the occasional black tendrils of roads, and the fat snake of the river dotted with ice floes like glittering scales.

It was beautiful. Like another world entirely, and everything seemed curiously slowed down, like the world inside a dream.

We landed gently as a leaf does.

6 Comments

  1. Posted February 11, 2005 at 7:16 pm | Permalink

    Sounds like a warm and relaxing trip :)

  2. Posted February 11, 2005 at 7:41 pm | Permalink

    I’d gladly eat myself into a coma in Belgrade :o )

    Have a wonderful trip!

    gui

  3. Posted February 12, 2005 at 6:05 pm | Permalink

    He, so after all that, throw us a snowball or two over here. We will not see the snow in London for a while. About the letters, I can see Z biting fingers out of guilt for not taking them with you.:)

  4. Posted February 12, 2005 at 8:02 pm | Permalink

    *throws you snowballs and smiles*

    Hello Honey!

    xxxx

  5. Posted February 12, 2005 at 8:03 pm | Permalink

    Thank you!
    It’s great so far even though I am still in a semi-coma

  6. Posted February 12, 2005 at 8:04 pm | Permalink

    warm on the inside, cold on the outside

    Thus far it’s pretty good. :)

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