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Light and snow= beauty, so thank you. Here’s part of a poem:
BY EMILY DICKINSON
There’s a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes –
Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –
We can find no scar,
But internal difference –
Where the Meanings, are –
Yikes! How did you get out there to take the photo!? Oddly enough, the way the wind was blowing, my back door looks like we had almost no snow!