drops of snofleks - 雪片の物語✲ﾟ

"I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all." -- Laura Ingalls Wilder

Thursday, March 18, 2004

Listening to "Goodbye, Goodnight" - If I Left The Zoo, Jars of Clay

Used to play this in campus, one of my favourite lullabies :D

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§nóflèk: when i first started this blog, i had not seen nor touched a snowflake before. i just imagined it must be one of those magical things that can only be experienced in a special place. knowing how each snowflake is unique in shape and size only makes it even more beautiful to look at. i finally held a snowflake in my hand when i experienced my first snow in niigata, japan. from then on, winter became my favourite season as i looked forward to the white bits that would fall from the sky and blanket the mountains and rice fields in an ethereal calm that is still a marvel for me.

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