The photographs were taken on December 9th.
Depth of snow is now 21 cm, and it feels like winter. I didn't commute by bicycle today, using the train instead. The weather forecast promises a little bit of new snow for tomorrow, but I'm planning to commute by bicycle anyway, hoping that the paths are okay for riding the bicycle.
(Posting title is from the poem Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought by William Shakespeare.)
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