In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long ago ( - Christina Rossetti)
In Finland today, this was also true. Frosty winds, snow on snow on snow, earth hard and silent and iron. All living things hidden and sleeping or very, very far away.
I struggled through snow drifts with fogged-up glasses and a runny nose, to the shop to buy comfort food. Piles of woollen coats and scarves are now dripping melted snow on my bathroom floor. It's time to hide and sleep while more snow is falling on snow outside.
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