Nights grow longer, colder, sun fades from icy grey sky which dead tree branches claw in bitter winds, water crystallises, glistening in moonlight, winter arrives.
Nights grow longer, colder, sun fades from icy grey sky which dead tree branches claw in bitter winds, water crystallises, glistening in moonlight, winter arrives.
Living and Dealing with the Knit Guru
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Hey, thanks. I was feeling the cold before I read that. 🙂
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Your welcome.
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