Thursday, February 08, 2007

day of snow

Professionally, speaking, I would not want to go sentimenand talk about a day when snow kept falling, with tea and a lit fireplace inside and girls in pink jackets drifting by outside on their sledge and no obligations, no place to go, just perhaps the neighbourhood to explore, the streets of this copy-of-Amsterdam-village to leave fresh footprints on.

But. It is. That kindof afternoon.

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