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Sights of Sunday

January 22, 2012

The wind is biting this morning, the air frigid, but it’s worth getting outside to watch the dogs flying happily along as we walk the trails Stephen made around the fields.  The sunlight is hazy but the snow still shines, glittering pinpoints in the icy crust that covers everything now.   The dogs crunch through the crust, sending shards flying with their crashing paws, the sound of broken glass is everywhere as ice hits ice.  I think about the warm fire inside yet I linger to look for a few extra moments before the cold drives me in.

What are you looking at on this cold Sunday?

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