Day 1386, my window. Day's pictures, Poetry Fast comes down the snow ~ till it stops when it meets my window ~ the wind still moves it left and right ~ but it is now on its way down slowly Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading… Related
I like the pictures and the beautiful words
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