Winter is here, if not by the calendar, by the signs.
“Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die,-Langston Hughes
Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly,
Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams go,
Life is a barren field, Frozen with snow.”
2 months ago
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There is nothing quite like the Fellowship of Winter in Madison. All hunkered down together, stunned and breathless by both cold and beauty. Enjoy it for me.
Will do. Miss you guys a lot these days...
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