Frozen

I head into the mountains. When I switch trains I find myself in the middle of a snow storm.

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I am impressed by the amount of snow piling up all around me …

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… and worry about my connecting train, …

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… but this time I get away. There is no snow on the West Coast, but people seem prepared anyway.

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Another train carries me back into the mountains, somewhat further to the south.

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I follow a path …

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… into a forest …

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… of cold and silent beauty.

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Birds are watching …

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… and a hand feeds them.

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I pass a shrine …

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… on my way into town.

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I pass through and walk up a mountain path …

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… where time itself seems frozen.

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