On New Year’s Eve day, the fog was so thick we could barely see the red barn behind the house. New Year’s Day dawned bright and warm, but by the next day the fog was back. And the next day, and the next. Most of last week the whole world was white on white on white–the fog turning to frost on the branches and buildings, covering the grasses and fence posts, shrouding the sky in a dense shimmering…
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