Snow has fallen and gone away again.
I look at the pine needles and the damp…having forgotten how pleasant it is to walk around late at night in the country, in the moonlit cold.
I am looking forward to going back to the city…
Snow has fallen and gone away again.
I look at the pine needles and the damp…having forgotten how pleasant it is to walk around late at night in the country, in the moonlit cold.
I am looking forward to going back to the city…