notes from the outer world.

A fir tree with snow on it, and a white sky behind. Some snowflakes blurry in between.

Lunch break. Featureless dense clouds again, and snowflakes falling at varying intensity. Looking straight up, some of them landing on face and in eyes. Breathing winter for a moment. // 366skies

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