This has been an intensive few days, and quite sensory deprived, with no electronic media, no internet. I feel good at what I accomplished. But when I poked my widdle head up out of my hole, I found that it had snowed, and winter it was. This is what I saw when I sledded down the hill:
Well, at least it's the way it looked in my little world . . . a good little world.
Well, at least it's the way it looked in my little world . . . a good little world.This winter view is by F.M. Kruseman (1816-1882), signed & dated 1875.
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So beautiful ruins :-)
Actually, if you look close, you'll see that the place is quite liveable. It's just a bit rough-hewn. Notice that there's smoke coming out the chimney. Somebody is cozy inside.
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