Across the Snowy Places

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aclotheshorse snow day by the lake
I love how time seems to stop for a snow day. After a year that has felt as if it was rushing by too fast, it felt especially surreal and magical when we had a snow day. Our little village, far from a bustling metropolis on the busiest of days, went quieter still as a blanket of white settled over everything. Work was abandoned, layers were thrown on in a rush, and we ran outside to a glittering world that seemed for once to be standing completely still. A wee robin friend we see in all seasons seemed to follow us on our walk and before we knew it, snow had started to fall again... 
aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake
Modcloth scarf, old coat & skirt, Samantha Pleet bodysuit, vintage boots
aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake aclotheshorse snow day by the lake
Modcloth scarf, old coat & skirt, Samantha Pleet bodysuit, vintage boots

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