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winter art

Posted by jan oskar hansen on November 27, 2011 at 2:00 PM

Winter Art. (Fimbulvinter)

1947, mother of all winters, our oak dinner table ended up as

firewood...kept us warm for days. A deep frozen feline stood

on the top of the bin, a clawed outstretched paw, staving off

frosts attack. Days it stood there an epic symbol of valiant, if

hopeless struggle, - brutal art- admired, but also pelted with

snowballs by impish children. Thaw, winter lost its grim grip,

the moggy crumbled fell off its pedestal. The bin lid, opened

nature’s glory ended up among potato peels and other things

discarded without a second thought.

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