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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4273 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Nothing Julius (Michael Sottak) nothing under the tree this year You've opened it already gloves hats pants Mount Washington a jaunty cap of snow Winnepasauke so blue it tastes cold meandering around islands to Wolfboro Moultonboro Meredith the Weirs deserted this time of year No mad rush No last minute shopping This is easy Watching your eyes sip mountains glow over lakes and houses you won't believe are 300 years on stone Birch in naked oak warmed in furry pine I can never sleep here The Old Man calls us to Franconia The magic of ice on beard The place of Frost and Jean-Claude honored by rock slides- Few can move granite Clouds gather fond scent purity before snow it is everything you could wish pine smoke brush of lash catch of tongue end of sound cold spray angels flying home |
