Dreaming of… a wet Christmas?

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What strange weather. After all that snow, it got so warm that it began to rain. And rain. And rain. In the eerie, misty warmth before the rain started, Mimi begged to go outside so we put on our boots and did it. Fog in the spring is numinous. Fog in the winter is eerie. A good time to photograph lichens and other mysterious things.

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