“How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.”
~Victor Hugo~
It is Valentines weekend.
Larry proposed to me 33 years ago, on Valentines day.
The Tolbert Cottage is covered with snow today.
Much more snow, than this photo shows.
I took this photo 24 hours ago,
just when the snow was starting.
Have you ever kissed anyone
while standing in a snowstorm?
The moment becomes frozen in time.
No pun intended.
Love you.
Me
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