I went out for two short walks around my neighbourhood this past weekend. I didn't see much of anything, but I did come across this poem that perfectly described the feeling during my strolls. The poem is titled Winter Uplands by
Archibald Lampman.
Suburbs bathed in sunset glow
Magical hidden snow trail
No canopy cover
Frozen Sawmill Creek
The newly opened Airport Parkway pedestrian bridge
Ducks hanging out in unfrozen parts of the Sawmill Creek.
Have a safe and happy holidays!
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