It’s romantic, or so “they” say. I mean, those same folks write songs about it. Orchestral pieces. In your open carriage dashing through the snow — and freezing your butt off because, hey folks, it’s cold out there! I went up to get the trash can and I took a camera. It was twilight. The clouds had cleared away and we had a lovely sunset.
LOVE IT, HATE IT – IT’S WINTER IN NEW ENGLAND