Dec 18, 2011

Clean, Crisp, and Cold

It's so cold it hurts to breath it in. Yet, the sight takes my breath away. 

This morning was beautiful. Everything was quiet. The fog was just transparent enough to drive through. The grass, the trees, all the dead scenery was made beautiful by frost; it was like I was looking at a painting by my great-grandmother.
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How was your Sunday?

It's a Love-Lee Day!

Love,

Makenna Lee

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