Winter Landscape with Bird Trap, 1565 by Pieter Bruegel The Elder |
The boney frost of the fresh year turns into a treacherous early spring sunshine with strokes of sawdust in the wind. Sawdust, an unusual presence in the midday of the big city. These images rather fit a rustling flowerbeded April day with stubborn winds than this January. It is true, it proved better than a confusing fog or a blasting young blizzard but weather nowadays has got human qualities, unpredictably warm while one shall expect cold (or, to some people’s great merriment, vice versa).
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