TODAY'S TRAVEL PHOTO OF YESTERYEAR:
On my return flight from New York, I looked out the window. A hushed landscape slowly moved beneath our sleepy air carriage. In icy blocks and cracked pieces of land, did Winter lay, half frozen, quite still. Under the covering of a cloudy blanket, I knew the other animals rested; in burrows and dug out dwellings.
We were all after that warmth that brings us closer. Winter's magic gets me every time.
We were all after that warmth that brings us closer. Winter's magic gets me every time.
- MINIATURE TIGERS, FREELANCE WHALES & POLAR BEAR SUGAR COOKIES -
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