Despite the Coldness Winter Is

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Glowing like a Light Fairy—immaculate, pure and simple

November 16, 2005

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Staring out the window this morning, I couldn't help but be transformed into a child in awe of something unfathomably magnificent. I realized that wonderful should not necessarily be colorful. Pink and purple are my all-time favorite colors. Yellow and orange are brightness. Gray and black are sadness. Blue and red resonate radiance. Silver and gold, brilliance. But white! White is immaculate, pure and simple.

After lunch and a quick bath, Grandfather and I checked out the neighborhood that had seemingly become a Winter wonderland. As always, I didn't want to miss capturing with my digital camera such a splendid spectacle.

Some of our neighbors were busy shoveling the snow off their yards. Smiles are warm despite the Winter's chill.

Our neighbor Charlie, whose snow blower my digital camera didn't fail to catch

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Isn't this lovely—snow fountain spraying pixiedust?

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Snow tractors, always ready to scoop the snow off the streets

Partaking of the Winter chore—shoveling snow off the backyard

Grandfather went inside after some ten minutes, feeling cold despite four layers of clothing.

Feeling like a Snowtrooper on Hoth; fortunately, no wampa was in sight

Turning into a snow dwarf

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Aren't these Nature's works of art?

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And these, too?

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Icicle works! Or miniature stalactites?

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Who needs the refrigerator when it's Winter?

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Tito Ren, shoveling snow off the garage the previous night

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Goodbye, Mr. Lawnmower eLf; hello, Fra Snowshoveler

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What's with shovels anyway?

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The glow in this picture, again, was natural; 'twas just the camera's flash, reflecting on my sweater and bonnet.

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Despite the coldness and all the chores the season demands, Winter after all is lovely and immaculate.