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December 23, 2010



I always like seeing humans at play. It's one of the best parts of our complicated natures.

Those photos gave me chicken skin, as they say in Hawaii. What you would call goose bumps. There is something timeless about them. And it brings back to me the experience of trudging along through deep snow in the cold.
It's so dark, isn't it. Even the snow looks dark.

Wonderful! The pictures render it as ritual, the Sledding of the Acolytes.

Astonishing, beautiful. The pictures look like paintings. Or is this a quality of winter?

Merry Christmas, Beth.

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