Today I went for a walk in the Luukki forests, around three lakes: Väärälampi, Mustlampi and Halkolampi. The last night was a cold one, so the snow was hard enough to carry a walking man. In fact, it was easier going that during summer, because the snow carried well, and there were only some spots where the sun had warmed it too much.
(Posting title is from the poem He Lit a Fire with Icicles by Kay Ryan.)
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