The vernacular of winter sees people always talking about a ‘blanket’ of snow. But blanket somehow feels clumsy, drowning and inaccurate.
Snow ‘dresses’ the outside world in a way that punctuates and accentuates.
A few photographs of the garden dressed in beautiful snow on this cold December day.
A Seasoned Soul. 
I have only seen snow a few times, and I can see why people dislike it after a few days. It starts out pretty, but is cold and wet enough to prevent me from wanting to be out in it. I like it more in your pictures than I would if it were here.
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