I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."
Lewis Carroll, English author (1832-1898), in Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There
Snow brushed the gnarly bark of the tree trunks with sweet, delicate kisses this afternoon that are forecast to lead to a torrent of frosty passion later this evening leading the City of Toronto to issue an "extreme cold weather alert". Ah, Nature's wiles are so entrancing.
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