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Dec 2022
Imagine walking through the snow into a forest full of pine trees
The scent is calming
As you stop amongst the trees
All you hear is the silence
A slight cool breeze rustles through the trees
Snow left on the branches gently falls  to the ground
As they hit your coat and face, they rest for just a moment before melting
An owl sits up high on one of the branches looking down at you and the world all around
It’s a precious moment
Enchanted wintertime night
Barbara R Maxwell
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