13:54. I check the weather – waiting – An arrow is trying to find me. 3 C. degrees. The arrow disappears. A bit cold but is a beautiful day. The last day of the year. The Sun shines brightly. I open the window; the room quikly becomes cold. A cold breeze touches me desperately. Brrr. … Continue reading Snowflake (in the winter).
Snowflake (in the summer).
When it’s summer, i miss winter and when it’s winter i miss you. Thank to Andrew , i remembered (through his post) that i photographed too, some time ago a dandelion; Dandelion that i call today a snowflake. Enjoy!
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