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“Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm””

(Bob Dylan in Shelter from the storm)
Zutendaal (B)

Silence of snow

Silence of snow

“Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.”

(H.W. Longfellow in Snow-Flakes)
Valkenburg (NL)

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