På Nabba i Terjärv 20.11.2015 en liten stund före snön började falla.
"The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear."
-William Cullen Bryant
"To see what is in front of one´s nose needs a constant struggle"
- George Orwell
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