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New Life Slow running rivers through summer breeze Winter leaves fallen, carrying new life Eaten by time, flowing backwards Every moment ticking into eternity Time folding in on itself, taking back Winter snow covering all the sharp edges Arriving at your destination, time slows Turning your feet to snow, your breath laboured Every step turning your body in on itself Reverse your steps, find that slow running river, step in… ©AnitaDawes2022
We love snow, but will we get any this year?
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
It doesn’t seem likely, but when my sister came on holiday from Australia in 1981 we had a white Christmas at Heathrow. She’s had holidays here since, but not at Christmas. Now she is coming this Christmas.
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We can hope?
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Perfect post-holiday sentiment, Anita. Need to step in.
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It needs to snow first, John…
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Right.
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