I am no lover of winter - all the insects and reptiles are dormant, the trees are bare as if dead. It is too cold to tarry out of doors and too dark to photograph most of what one sees. The mushrooms are over, camping can be fatal, heating bills are huge and the days are shorter than a decently long walk. I love the turning of the seasons, but would be happy with a winter half as long as those I experience here.
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