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posted by flaming-wave666
"Sarah!" Mother called. "Please get away from the window. Close the curtains and come on out here in the cuisine with me."

Sarah had her small, chubby nose up to the window in the living-room. She had her eyes peeled to the window for the past hour. It was snowing wildly and it was very windy. She was waiting for her dad to come accueil from work. He was already an heure late.

"Come on, Sarah," coaxed her mother. "Daddy will be accueil soon."

"But, where is he?" five an old Sarah pouted. "He should have been here par now."

Sarah joined her mother in the kitchen. She pulled out a brown leather chair and...
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posted by sunshinedany
Winter's Winsome Weather

Crisp Winter, final season of the year,
Comes suddenly when awesome Autumn's past
The frost makes Winter mornings bright and clear,
But fosters Winter's biting icey blasts.
But Winter's winsomeness is also there,
The snow which hides the scars of furrowed ground,
The frost that sparkles on the hedgerows bare,
The snow that muffles harsh intrusive sound.
Ah! Winter, time of joy and peace and cheer,
Of carols chant and chimes of Christmas Bells,
The promise of 'The l’amour that casts out fear',
The pleasure of sweet spicey Yuletide smells.
Remind us after Winter comes the Spring
When all things bright and beautiful will sing!

(John Knight - September 2009) .

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posted by Chitra_96_chant
Auroras, also known as northern and southern (polar) lights ou aurorae (singular: aurora), are natural light displays in the sky, particularly in the polar regions, and usually observed at night. They typically occur in the ionosphere. They are also referred to as polar auroras. This is a misnomer however, because they are commonly visible between 65 to 72 degrees north and south latitudes, which place them a ring just within the Arctic and Antarctic circles. Aurorae do occur deeper inside the polar regions, but these are infrequent and often invisible to the naked eye.

In northern latitudes,...
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posted by tvluva49
Just another jour in paradise . . .

    It’s almost four degrees below zero and I step outside.
    Snowflakes twinkle lazily in the air as they head for the ground.
    Everything is covered in a blanket of snow.
    The world is undisturbed as not even a bird chirps.
    I take a step into the crunchy snow.
    Freezing air wraps around me and I shiver.
    I venture another step vers l'avant, vers l’avant and I’m swept into a beautiful world.
    There’s white as far as the eye can see.
    I take a breath of fresh, crisp air and lean down to take some snow.
    The snow is perfect: Ominous white made of thousands of compact snowflakes.
    I lick the snow, my tongue brushing along each bump.
    I feel a drop on my head.
    I look up.
    In a flurry, snowflakes dive bomb to the ground.
    The fall around me, and I open my mouth.
    Tiny little snowflakes land in my mouth.
    I smile happily.
    I l’amour winter.