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@Ulrich Now that the snows are gone, I enjoy looking at the images they left behind. I certainly did not enjoy the reality of this winter, but your pictures almost made me forget that. Just lovely.
@Laraine: I, too, remember with a shudder the days we spent clearing the driveway of the last scrap of ice so that the oil truck would have a chance to reach our house--I didn't even have the energy to take a picture of us, which I now regret.
But my love of snow overrides all of this. I grew up snow-deprived in Germany with its rain-and-fog winters and was delighted that in all the places we lived at in the US--Buffalo(!), Pittsburgh, and Connecticut--we got snowed in just about every winter.
"One thing could be said about Ulrich with certainty: He loved mathematics because of the people who could not stand it." (Robert Musil, The Man Without Properties, m.t.)
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@Ulrich
Now that the snows are gone, I enjoy looking at the images they left behind. I certainly did not enjoy the reality of this winter, but your pictures almost made me forget that. Just lovely.
@Laraine: I, too, remember with a shudder the days we spent clearing the driveway of the last scrap of ice so that the oil truck would have a chance to reach our house--I didn't even have the energy to take a picture of us, which I now regret.
But my love of snow overrides all of this. I grew up snow-deprived in Germany with its rain-and-fog winters and was delighted that in all the places we lived at in the US--Buffalo(!), Pittsburgh, and Connecticut--we got snowed in just about every winter.
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