It seems to have this magical, mystical effect on people. It just makes you feel alive. Like the warmth of a crackling fire, a dancing snowflake just makes you feel good.
Aside from creating her very own snow storm, all the short one wanted was a snow flake on her nose.
Catching a snow flake was another matter altogether. Walking through the gentle snow falls, like a feather drifting on the wind, a snow flake danced down and landed on her nose.
What excitement, albeit a brief moment in time...until the next, and the next, and the next, until we were just covered in the stuff!
Childhood memories are made of this.
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| World Heritage Area |
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| Kate's Hut |
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| Currawong |
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| Melting snow flakes |
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| Enchanted Forest falls |
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| Enchanted Forest |
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| Cradle moss and lichen |
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| Mossy log |
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| If these lips could talk... |
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| Pademelon |
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