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| Cedar Island in the distance, and the arctic sea smoke that is flowing East in the wind has painted the branches white. I will never become complacent about a view like this - always there is the urge to run right outside battling with the idea of staying inside with a hot cup of tea and watching the far below zero degree scene through the window. But lets face it, is there anything better than coming inside to a warm fire after freezing your butt off surrounded by a scene like this? Nope. |