This is what I woke up to this morning:
Thayer in the snow.
The snow was that really sticky kind that coated the trees. When I stood under the tree, there was this weird light. It felt almost like being in a lighted tent. Shaded, but somehow emitting or reflecting a weird light. Beautiful.
Flowers and snow.
Thayer in the snow.
The snow was that really sticky kind that coated the trees. When I stood under the tree, there was this weird light. It felt almost like being in a lighted tent. Shaded, but somehow emitting or reflecting a weird light. Beautiful.
Memorial Church in the snow.
Flowers and snow.
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