Asbestorama

Snow Confetti

Cold winter morning at dawn, waiting for my hands to warm up and trying not to breathe on the fresh-fallen snowflakes or else they tend to quickly melt. Conditi...
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Cold winter morning at dawn, waiting for my hands to warm up and trying not to breathe on the fresh-fallen snowflakes or else they tend to quickly melt. Conditions were just right as the snowflakes landing almost perfectly against my car's frozen back window glass and at the right angle to catch the soft reflection of dawn's first light.
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