I don't like to live with snow, yet I've never gone a winter without it. The various times I've moved away from the town where I grew up (depicted below), I've only ended up somewhere colder, often with even more snow.
Time passeth.
4 years ago
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I love your eye. I'm really picky about the photography I really like, but your stuff consistently makes me so pleased to look at it.
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