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Monet Snow at Argenteuil |
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When I looked out of my window early this morning, I saw by the light of the full moon, that shone through two of my windows so brightly, I thought a new street lamp had been installed, that snow had fallen. Then I watched the sun rise. The sky along a line above the hills was yellow and, above that, brilliant turquoise. A light covering of snow lay on the black branches of the birches on the mill leat. One of the trees still has a scattering of golden leaves. What excellent trees birches are.
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Three birch trees on the mill leat, Well Road, Moffat. Note that the centre one still has its leaves, which are green and gold at the time of writing (Dec 3 2012) |
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The view from my bedroom window |
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