The crisp blue sky backdrop for the snow contrasts and radiates in the cold air. The sun is out, its light reflecting off everything. I remember these days as a child in Northeast, the sled moves fast on the snow and ice sheen, the moving air a cold blast on the skin, the bottom of the hill coming fast.
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Distant Guiding Light
Descending into winterdeceiving clear skiesgive way to earth curlinginto itself...
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