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Frosty morns, white hoary beards, nature in its winter glory. Trees shed of leaves, they are in deep repose, silent, drawing in the vital energy of renewal.
Squirrels displaying a dash or two, bright winter sunshine just squeezing through the polluted skies, with noughts and crosses played by some demonic entities in the spreading trails blazed by high flying cowboys in winged monsters.
Nature pristine in its winter adornment and those who walk the paths in joy and celebration with noses and cheeks rosy, fingers and toes cold but somehow warm and cheerful, such is the simple joy and boding of a New Year.
SHACK
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