One beautiful evening; and two dead allium heads against the snow. For those of you who wondering what it's like inside (current temperature at nearly 10 p.m. - a balmy 17 degrees) it's improving: the problem was a faulty damper on the (supposedly high-end, reliable, 18 months old) heating boiler. That, however, did nothing to dampen (every bad pun intended) the wonder of being here, in the quiet.
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