In those icy days the roof was kissed white, water and sunlight a gaily dancing disco ball, until the melting hour.
The river may run beneath deep set icy, one must assume it does. Yet in this cold winter it has become a place for lovers to skate.
This cold winters has settled in for the long embrace to mother Earth, as lovers reunited, beneath frost-laced eiderdown.
It was the kind of cold winter that encouraged the wearing of many layers and it went on for so long that we quite forgot what our neighbours looked like under their toque and scarf.
A cold winter was our friend, for it froze the larvae of the pests and foretold of bumper warm season harvests, God willing.
It was the sort of cold winter that would freeze the blood of those who didn't take sufficient care to be warm in heart and core.
It has been quite the coldest winter for time out of mind, so cold that the fish have found it challenging to shelter in even the deepest of water wells.
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