late afternoon

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I love a walk in the afternoon. The soft light calls me out. Today was very cold, but indeed pretty. It snowed again last night and everything was more attractive for it. The sun was shining through the clouds off and on, and when I could, I'd try and catch its pretty light. The wind blew strong across the snowy field making it look like a cracked salt plain. Once home, I bottled up all the light I collected on my walk, so I would always remember the beauty of winter.