I really, really do not like winter. It seems so... deceiving. First it's kind of pretty, but then in the course of a single snowstorm, it becomes nasty. And nothing in nature could be as squalid as the slushy, muddy mess of early spring...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 15 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12/15/2007 - Status: Complete - id: 2450867
is joy and kindness,
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