When asked to participate in this year's calendar,
I chose January
January by Carol Wyatt
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The fresh fallen snow.
The frozen beauty early in the morning when the sun would begin to rise.
No sounds, just an insulated whiteness all around.
As the sun would rise, the pink glow would change everything into pastel shades of
pink and lavender with stark black silhouettes.
It was my favorite time of day during my favorite time of the year.
