The evening comes in quiet and still;
snowflakes gently start settling on the ground;
a snow owl is perched, patiently waiting to get it’s fill;
lights begin appearing in the horizon from a nearby town;
some deer search for grass through the snow around an old mill;
from a small distance, an old man captures images of this winter evening.
I like it all the winter 🎿 picture 📷 is pretty and the flowers. Going to check some more
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John Boy Walton has nothing on you! With that kind of opening I’d read the book. Love it.
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