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"Snow, It's Snow, It's Actually Snow!! Kind of remember it from last year, but not really...It's SNOW!"

Grandpa's barn always smelled like fresh hay. He would only come in on frosty winter nights after he had made sure all the animals were fed and bedded down in clean stalls with straw piled high around them and a manger full of grain and alfalfa.

silent night. This describes how I feel every time it snows. Pure magic.

Such an awesome photo. Can't beat the power of friendship or laughter.

Beautiful. Love that it's in black and white. Dandelions.

Robert Doisneau - comentario adicional, sombras que no nunca ves, pero están allí

For most, bad weather is a missed photo op, for those that are dedicated its one he'll of an opportunity.

How precious... It is so sad that some people spend so much time wishing and hoping (and doing everything possible to ensure) for a baby of a certain sex. You know you are ready and mature enough for a baby when the sex is irrelevant and you are in love with the idea of having a child, any child, and not of a specific gender. The poor child of the mother who doesn't get what she "hoped" for.