A favorable January brings us a good year.

 My girl Syrenka


"The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty.   It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn."
-  Patricia Hampl  












































































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