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Slush has taken on a new definition since moving to Finland. In a life before Helsinki, slush was a word used to describe some sort of summer dessert. A frozen drink with “red” or “blue” flavor (because a color is a flavor). These days, it is the typical forecast for walking around town. Frozen skies meet barren streets.

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I was reluctant to go outside this morning and take pictures. The days have blurred together only to be divided by a few grey hours that separate the long 18 hour nights. As I fiddle around during my usual home routine, I watched the whipping wind out the window as snow flurries fell in every direction.

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Despite the weather, I made an honest attempt to go outside and create something. To my surprise, I was greeted by delicately frozen branches and snow-dusted roads. The magic of a winter’s snow can be forgotten far more easily than any summer memory.

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Although, as the tip of your nose begins to freeze, the urge to escape sets in. At least for the holiday season, a little crisp air and snowy scenes make the wintertime better.

xx – nasty trash

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