The temperature drops. I shiver, and move into hibernation mode, huddling in the afternoon with hot tea and warm sweaters. The trees reveal their stark branches to the new year sky.
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01/02/2013
Reaching up
The temperature drops. I shiver, and move into hibernation mode, huddling in the afternoon with hot tea and warm sweaters. The trees reveal their stark branches to the new year sky.
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