It's cold and pretty here. The sheep seem very content. And today the brown field covered in light snow looked exactly like stracciatella ice cream. It's not a bad place to be.
The river goes crazy on this side of the bridge. Notice that poor tree in the middle, holding on for dear life.
On the other side, all is quiet.
On Christmas Eve, Wilhelm and I took a walk. "Tell me a story about a troll who is very sad and cold", he said. So I did. And the we went home to prepare lunch. It has been a beautiful holiday.
I think Leo would have enjoyed it too.
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Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful pictures. Were you visiting someone for Christmas?
My parents! They left the city a couple of years ago and now reside in the middle of beautiful nowhere.
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