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

"When I first moved here, I had hoped the snow would taste like ice cream. It was just ice. A disappointment to a six year old."

Snow ..I have to admit I just love using my umbrella when walking during a snowfall!

Édouard Boubat Florence Paris, France, 1960 From Édouard Boubat: A Gentle Eye

As much as the winter can get me down, there is no denying the warmth in my heart from a soft snowfall.

hair color. thinking about it.

Feel the flakes on your face. Sometimes I wish I lived somewhere with real seasons.

If it would ever snow this winter we could have our winter engagement shoot that is long overdue :(