Sunday, December 18, 2022

Bleak Mid Winter...

Winter cold is biting now and all the branches, twigs and remaining leaves are glistening with frost, as if dipped in crystals...
The conditions reminded me of the 1872 hymn written by Christina Rossetti; In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter Long ago......

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